"Dad!" Angelica Hamilton yelled from the kitchen
"What? What!" Alexander said, coming in from the living room.
"Guess what?"
"What?"
"I'm 15 and a half today!"
"Sweetheart! That's wonderful!"
"I can get a permit."
Alexander's face went ashen. "Yeah, you...c-can get a...permit. That is a thing you can do."
"Can I get one tomorrow?"
"Um...um, sure?" Alexander said hesitantly.
Angelica ran over to her father and hugged him, "oh my god! I'm so excited! I'm totally gonna tell all my friends. Suck it, Anastasie! You may have a car, but I can drive...with an adult, but still!" She ran off to her room.
Is she really that old already? Driving?, that was all Hamilton could think. His little girl was going to be driving?
"Dad, are you sure I'm not gonna fail? Are you sure? Really, really sure? I'm not sure." Angelica was in the living room, stressing.
"Sweetheart, you'll do fine. You're smart, besides you've apparently been studying for the last couple of week."
"Of course!"
"I didn't know about that."
"I thought I told you, I guess I only told Mom, I mean I thought that she would be the one to take me and teach me and all that, but she's out of town now, and- Oh god! I'm totally gonna fail. I totally didn't study hard enough!"
"Angie, you'll be fine!"
Angelica continued muttering to herself.
The written test was over, Alexander peeked into the testing room. Angelica saw him, smiled, and mouthed "I passed!"
Her father smiled.
After she had taken her photo for her permit card, she said "I got 9 wrong, so I almost failed, but it was pass/fail so I guess it was okay. I mean, I passed right? Right?"
"Right."
My, how time flies