Hard news from back home--that two teens died in a collision with a deputy. Heavy rain and wet pavement, and a young driver lost control.
I forget sometimes that I'm not the same age I was when I moved away, even though it's been over twenty years.
So it was a shock to see a friend from high school mention that her daughter was mourning those boys--classmates.
Her daughter, who is just a year older than my sons.
Before today my knee jerk to the idea of my kids learning to drive was "Oy, the insurance."
Now it's a whole other level of worry.