Daniella stopped and looked at Nana as if she’d been asked to parachute out of a plane without the chute. “Nana, I’ve never driven a truck.” “Well then child, today is your lucky day. Go on, take these keys.” Daniella reluctantly took the keys and stared at them as if she’d never seen a set of keys before. Nana got her attention when she said, “You’re gonna need to help me up.” Still in shock that Nana wanted her to drive. Her feet felt as if she were wearing lead boots as she walked to the passenger door. She opened the door and looked up to the seat. She had managed to get herself into the truck the night before, but getting Nana in was a horse of a different color. The dark green Dodge Ram Charger became a monster in her mind as she planned how to get Nana up and into it safely. She eyed the distance between the ground and the passenger seat. While Nana was on the plump side, she thought she’d be able to pick Nana up and help her into the truck. So, she put her arms around Nana’s waist and started to lift her off the ground. Nana let out a painful cry, “Danny, put me down this minute.”
