Chapter 63. Shampoo, Much?

Alicia's POV

You would think that after two weeks of learning how to drive, I would have gotten the basics... at least.

As I screech to a halt in front of the supermarket, the bumper hits the curb, and the car - the poor car - bounces back, almost hitting another incoming car behind. I realize out of probably ten women, I take the cake for dumb, clumsy driving, because who drives with a pillow underneath them and glues their body to the steering wheel in order to better see where she's going?

No big guess there. 

Another car cuts in front of me, effectively boxing me and blocking the shiny new Passat - a car Ash gifted me with when he confirmed I was indeed having his - our - child. We'd both gone to the automobile show where new cars were being exhibited. 

He wanted to pick the newest, and biggest, most-expensive truck they had, because, and in his own words - my queen and princess have to ride in style - but I hadn't wanted