"Really?" she cocked her head innocently. "I figured that would be the best time."
And her cheeky grin returned as she opened the passenger door for him and she watched him take a careful seat. Thankfully, with the top down today, all she had to do was plop the crutches down on the backseat rather than try to fight to get them in behind the seat. After slipping in on the driver's side and plucking her sunglasses from the chain dangling from the rearview mirror, she backed the car out of the space and started them back toward the Manor.
Nothing quite like being in a convertible on a fine spring day.