"No wonder. If my brother hadn't gotten uglier with age, he'd probably be eighty percent as handsome as me!"
Georgia couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter. Clutching the phone, she said, "Who is this on the other end of the line? Give me back my husband!"
The Sheridan residence was quite far from the company. Georgia woke up early, and Sharon Ennis had the driver take her to work.
'Maybe I should hurry up and learn how to drive,' Georgia thought.
Once at the office, Georgia searched for driving schools online. A ton of them popped up, and she was overwhelmed by the choices.
Vivian Sawyer came over and glanced at her computer screen. "Miss Thorne, are you looking to learn how to drive?"
"Yeah. Do you have any recommendations? I don't really know much about this."
Vivian Sawyer typed the name of a driving school. "This is where I learned. Why don't you go here too? My instructor was really responsible. Should I send you his number?"
"Sure!" Georgia agreed readily.
