I talked about driving with Mom and Dad again. Of course I know I have a lot to learn when I do have their word for it. Judy got her driver's license before her seventeenth birthday. No telling how I would do once I have one.

"Mom, Dad, when you do want me to learn to drive, I promise I wouldn't wreck the car," I told them.

"We're still talking about it, Douglas," Mom told me.

You should know by now I am responsible to give this driving a chance, but I do know that driving can be dangerous at times. That would be something I need to look for.

"You do trust me with a car, don't you?"

"When the time comes, Doug. Since your other friends are recently receiving their permits, your mother and I think you should wait for a while longer."

"How much longer?"

"We haven't gotten that far yet, but we're still talking about it."

"You let Judy have her permit a day after her fifteenth birthday," I reminded them.

"We remember, Douglas. This is different since you're our youngest child," Mom told me.

I saw Dad nodded. That told me that he agrees with her.

I left the living room and then walked upstairs to my bedroom. At the moment I haven't been able to figure out what their thoughts were on this one, but I somehow have the feeling they wouldn't let me. I hope that's something they wouldn't tell me. If they do, I want to be happy. Skeeter and I recently talked about this and we agreed once the two of us are able to have our own driver's licenses and go on a road trip.

I looked back to the time Judy first got her driver's license.

Flashback:

Judy and I were walking around the third block by our house when she had something to tell me.

"Doug, I have something I'd like to share," Judy said to me.

I looked at her and then said, "What's that?"

"I'm getting my driver's license this weekend. How about if just the two of us can go on a day's worth of driving?"

I wasn't so sure how to answer that, so I added another question.

"I have a question."

"What?"

I remembered that she was getting her license on Saturday.

"Are Mom and Dad going to come with us too?" I asked.

"I told them I wanted to spend an entire day with you."

"What did they say?"

I was still looking at her when we were talking. Judy and I decided it was time to turn back home.

"Mom and Dad liked the idea that we should spend some time alone for a day as brother and sister."

"Where do you have in mind for us to do some bonding time?" I asked as I kicked a rock out of the way.

"I don't know. Probably out of Bluffington. Let's keep talking about it, okay?"

"I guess," was all I said.

The rest of our walk didn't have conversation.

It's not often my sister and I spend time like this when Mom and Dad aren't around. We're usually busy with our friends. Judy isn't around much when I have my classmates over at the house. We walked into the house holding hands. Judy and I don't do this too often. There was no sign of Mom or Dad when we walked inside.

I let Judy walk in the house first.

"Thank you, Doug. You are quite a gentleman."

I took her compliment about that.

"Thank you, Judy. What time are you supposed to get your license?" I asked.

"Any time," she answered.

"Oh. Am I going with you?" I asked.

"Let me think about it. I'll get back to you when I come up with something."

"Okay."

When I finished saying that word, we both headed upstairs. I opened the door to our bedrooms.

"Thank you, Doug. I'll see you later," Judy told me.

"Okay."

After that, she closed her bedroom door.

End Flashback

That was all I remembered. I know Mom and Dad do remember. I hope to get something out of them sooner or later. It's already two and a half weeks since Skeeter had received his permit. Mr. and Mrs. Valentine both are with him to make sure he does exactly what they tell him. Even he told them the same thing I had just told my mom and dad.

I grabbed out my journal. I usually keep it on my desk. I write whenever I can. Here's what I wrote for today's entry. No, I don't put the date on any of the journal entries I share. I usually just starting writing and go from there.

Dear Journal,

I am going very slowly on this driving thing with Mom and Dad. I have this feeling they would tell me that I'm not quite yet ready. I think I am. I don't know what they think I'm not ready for having my permit. From what I hear, they don't want me to learn anytime soon.

I sure hope they'd make up their mind instead of waiting for their answer at the last minute. Patti and Skeeter already have started. Skeeter seems to be more excited about this driving thing than Patti is. She thinks she's not quite yet ready. I disagree with her, though.

I'd better get going. I will update soon.

I put my journal back on its sport and then I decided to find something else to do for the rest of the day.