Don’t Be Such a Drama Llama, Audrey

We talked about this, remember?

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I say when I see Candace pull up in a yellow Bug with a patched-up back window.

“Your chariot awaits!” she gushes, all smiles. I still can’t get over the fact that she drove here without being able to see clearly through the clouded cellophane tape. Better than duck tape, I guess.