Where Are the Keys?

We were ready to leave for the blond twin's heart ablation when we started talking about who was riding in which car. The blond twin looked at me and said, "I'm driving, right?"

I stopped for a minute before handing her the keys. Most people would have been nervous about going to the hospital for surgery, but not the blond twin.

She got in the car, cranked her music and drove to the hospital. She was in control of her day.