Behind the Wheel

By Carolyn Astfalk

An unlicensed driver. His dad's truck. What could possibly go wrong?

Sean Porter needs a ride to meet a girl. Two things stand in his way: a driver and his younger brother, Paul.

"Behind the Wheel" first appeared in Secrets: Visible & Invisible, a collection of short stories by eight Catholic Teen Books authors, all with a secret or two. It features the Porter brothers, Sean and Paul, who readers meet several years later in the full-length novel Rightfully Ours.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Multa Verba
• Release date: Nov 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9780997971897

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Behind the Wheel

Behind the Wheel

A Contemporary Christian Short Story

Carolyn Astfalk

This book is a work of fiction. Characters and incidents are products of the author’s imagination. Real events and characters are used fictitiously.

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Behind the Wheel

copyright 2018 by Carolyn Astfalk

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Multa Verba Publishing

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ISBN: 978-0-9979718-9-7

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Cover design: Carolyn Astfalk

Hand on steering wheel: why kei on Unsplash

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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form or by any means — electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise — without prior written permission from the author except for brief passages used in reviewing.

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Copyright 2018 by Carolyn Astfalk

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Contents

Behind the Wheel

Afterword

About the Author

Also by Carolyn Astfalk

Behind the Wheel

Sean snatched Dad’s car keys from their hook in the mudroom. The clunky Go Army! medallion jangled against the keys and then slipped between his sweaty fingers. Thanks to his lightning-fast reflexes, Sean managed to catch the keys with his other hand, only to bobble them twice before they hit the tile floor with a clatter.

Sean froze.

Paul glanced up from where he sat on the living room couch, a slim soft-cover textbook propped against his bent knees. His feet lay on the cherrywood coffee table, dingy socks with worn heels resting on its edge.

Retrieving the keys with one hand, Sean turned to Paul and pressed his index finger to his lips, a signal for his eleven-year-old brother to keep quiet.

Paul’s face scrunched in confusion.

A second later, Dad’s voice boomed from the front of the house. I’m going over to Ginny and Joe’s now. I’ll be back in, uh . . .

Sean