Tommy withdrew his hand and shimmied in his seat again. The cushion emitted a high-pitched groan as his elbow connected with the back and he twisted to reposition himself so he faced the girl – Nevaeh – fully. His eyes followed her hands as she tucked her iPod away. They then flickered back up...
Tommy's eyebrows stretched up to his forehead dubiously as he and the others were peered at through the flesh camera frame. Then he peeled his lips back into an exaggerated, picturesque beam, before tugging the door open and ducking inside. He bounced onto the backseat and, hunching over...
Tommy's eyes gleamed as the man assented to offering him spare change. He swiveled expectantly to fully face the trio and hopefully grab a few proffered coins. However the stranger continued to speak, presumably proposing something more. His hands shimmied deeper into his pockets as he watched...
"C'mon, man, step on it! Go, go, go!"
The passenger door slammed shut behind a wild-eyed Tommy, who was clutching his backpack to his chest and had a shark-like grin plastered on his face. The driver, Ed, obligingly accelerated, and with a tight screech, the two men were puttering away from...