“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

never had to look a scared child in the eye and say, “I was wrong.” The world is also full of people like me—people who see those Victorias sliding through life and ache with the unfairness of it.

We can add to the fire, or we can redirect the heat.

I’m not naïve. I don’t think one defensive driving course and a few shifts at a hospital turned Victoria continue reading …