Tatum… undercover

I got in my battered old VW Golf. I loved this old car and I missed it when I was away on an operation. I sat in the seat, my mind going at a million miles an hour. I could hear my dad?s voice in my head, ?Now then, Tate ? you might be seventeen and think that you?re king of the road ? but you?ve got to consider other drivers too you know ? you?re not the best driver the world has ever seen, no matter how much you think you are.?I couldn?t help myself smiling at the memory but my eyes had filled with tears at the same time. Dad had always been really careful and considerate ? so how the hell had they managed to end up killed in a road traffic accident? I sighed miserably. No doubt True would fill me in on all the details when I got home.