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“Not to worry. The car has every feature possible to keep us completely safe. Turn right here.”

“Thanks.” Maggie reached the corner and steered uphill onto a two-lane road.

Anna held on to the plastic hand strap. “Give it more gas.”

“I’m fine at this speed.”

“Don’t you want to open it up?”

“It’s open enough.” Maggie kept an eye out for deer or squirrels.

“Mom, go for it. It has a six-cylinder engine, four-wheel drive.”

“So you could drive up Everest?”

Anna laughed, giddy. “Here, the road is straight now, you can go faster. Just to see what the car can do.”

“She’s right,” Simon interjected from the backseat. “Anna knows as much about this car as I do. She could do my job tomorrow.”

Anna beamed. “Simon, don’t you think she should go faster?”

“I’m not going any faster,” Maggie answered, firmly. “I don’t own this car.”

“Don’t worry, Mom. I do.”

“What are you talking about?” Maggie glanced over, confused. “Anna, we’re not buying this car.”

“You don’t have to. I already did. Surprise!” Anna grinned.

“Are youserious?”

“Yes, James wired them the money. Right, Simon?” Anna faced the backseat, and Simon popped his head between the seats.

“Yes, I got the wire this morning. The deal’s done.”

“Wait, what, hold on.” Maggie felt so dumbfounded that she pulled over to the side of the road. “Anna, what are you talking about? You can’t buy a car when you’re seventeen.”

“Yes, you can.” Anna nodded, delighted. “And I did.”

“She can’t do that, can she, Simon?” Maggie turned to the backseat, and if Simon was surprised that Maggie hadn’t known, it didn’t show.

“Yes, she can. We do it all the time. It’s the Main Line. She couldn’t finance the car at her age, but she’s not doing that. We can’t let her drive it off the lot because we prefer she have a valid Pennsylvania license. But it’s hers.”

“Really?” Maggie felt like an intruder into SuperRich World. Noah wouldn’t pay cash for a Range Rover, even if they could. She struggled to get up to speed. “What if I said she couldn’t have it? Would you take it back?”

Anna interjected, “No, Mom, I want it!”

Simon shook his head. “Sorry, all sales are final. We’ll help you sell it, if you wish. I could speak with—”

Anna interrupted, “But Mom, it’s an awesome car, don’t you think?”

“This is crazy, honey.” Maggie didn’t know where to begin. “You said we were coming for fun.”

“I know, I wanted to surprise you.” Anna’s face lit up.

“But we can’t even get it home.”

“Not a problem.” Anna turned excitedly to Simon. “You said you’ll deliver it. You said that, right?”

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