14:59
There are six cars ahead of them, all slowing because the rain is falling faster now, but Juliet still hasn’t turned on the windscreen wipers. Maybe she should. Noah doesn’t want to tell her to, because for all her nonchalance in the driveway, she’s gripping the steering wheel really tight and he doesn’t know what will happen if she lets go – with one hand (5 digits) and only has one hand left (the other 5 digits) to control the car.
His mother likes her new(-ish) car. It’s not fancy, nothing like her Audi, but it’s nippy, not like his father’s 4×4, which she says is a monster to drive. But right now, even her small car feels really, really lethal.