A Drive With Mom

On a journey to go Christmas shopping, my mother decided to multi-task as she drove. That is a scary thing. As she handed me her phone asking me to text a friend, the car moved a little closer to the curb than I wanted to be. I kicked my foot forward and she laughed. She turned the station on the radio, talked on the phone and at one point tried to look for something in her purse. The entire time I was trying not to stomp on the invisible break or scream out. I sat straight in the chair frozen. When we arrived at the final destination, I jumped out of the car quickly. When we walked into the store, I was afraid to look in the mirror and see how crazy my hair looked after a terrifying ride like that.