Wyatt Wright opened the car door and set Rae Bennett down.
She clung to his neck and wouldn't let go, "I don't want to sit, I want to continue the piggyback ride."
Wyatt Wright held her hand that was in a cast, preventing her from moving it, "I need to drive."
She had drunk alcohol and her reactions were much slower. She stared blankly for a long time before finally letting go, "Oh."
Wyatt Wright buckled her seatbelt for her, and grabbing her left hand through her clothes, placed it in front of her, "Don't move your hand around."
Underneath her sleeve, the plaster on her hand had not yet been removed.
"Mm-hmm."
Wyatt Wright moved to the driver's seat.
