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 16
Finn returned to the track six months later.
His choice.
He wore the custom helmet now.
Not because I asked.
Because Bunny had “finished training.”
Apparently the bear was extremely qualified.
Finn sat in the kart with the power off.
Hands on the wheel.
He looked at me.
“You control?”
“No.”
He looked suspicious.
“Remote?”
I held it up.
Then placed it on the floor and stepped on the power button.
The remote went dark.
Finn watched.
“You control.”
I nodded.
“Only stop.”
He smiled slightly.
That was the new rule.
No one controlled his steering.
Adults could stop danger.
Not create it.
He drove three slow laps.
On the fourth, he stopped himself.
Climbed out.
“All done.”
May you like
No one told him again.
That was victory.
