The Boy Under His Wheels Isn't My Son

Summary

"Quinn, I accidentally hit someone when I was driving earlier. I think… I think it was your son!"

The day after my friend, Owen Jolin, gets his driving license, he insists on driving to the kindergarten to pick up his son by himself.

I advise him to spend a few more days practicing his driving skills, seeing as that road is always packed with trucks.

But he just rolls his eyes at me. "Don't worry about me. I'm super good at driving, you know!"

After that, he stomps on the gas pedal and speeds away in his car.