Finn’s hands were pinned to the steering wheel while Evelyn deliberately covered the red marks on his wrists with his gloves.
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Chapter 14 / 17
Chapter 14
Finn avoided the track for months.
I left it untouched.
No dramatic demolition.
No smashing the kart.
No fire.
That would have made my anger the center.
This was about him.
One afternoon he asked:
“Can we see it?”
We walked in together.
The foam barriers were stacked where staff had left them.
The kart remained covered.
The tripod was gone.
Finn pointed.
“Phone there.”
“Yes.”
“Bad phone?”
“No.”
I crouched.
“Bad choices.”
He thought about that.
Good.
Objects do not need to become monsters.
People decide what they are used for.
Finn touched the kart cover.
May you like
Then walked away.
Enough for one day.
