Cynthia Tannahill: 1 book

It was not so much what he said but the little things -- craning his neck as if it was stiff, fidgeting in his seat, clenching his jaw, and sucking his teeth. He tapped on the steering wheel, then gripped it! "Isn't there something you can do with that thing?" he snapped. He glanced sideways at me with a look that suggested it was my fault...