Mark swallowed. He had been nervous for weeks about this test, and now he's here doing it. His driving test. Mark has always been a little nervous about driving ever since he was in a car accident with his parents. Mark looked out the window of the student driver car that the DMV uses for their driver's tests. Snow lay about everywhere outside. This would not be pleasant.
“By all means, take your time.” Said the middle-aged man in the passenger seat. “It's not like I have other plans y'know.” Mark looked to him and nodded, his hands shaking. “Nervous?” asked the man. Mark nodded. “What's your name, son?” Mark told him.
“Mark, huh...” He said, attempting to sound interested in Mark's life. Mark wasn't convinced. “Listen, Mark. I know this test can be rough and I can see that you're a little nervous. We're just going to drive around the DMV's building and then I'll hand you your license. It's not that difficult.” Mark nodded again, placing his shaking hands on the wheel of the car. He put the keys in the ignition and turned them.
Mark backed out of the parking spot, hearing the soft crunching of the snow beneath the tires. Despite the cold, Mark was sweating. You can do this, he thought. It's not like before.
When the test was completed, Mark looked anxiously at the man, his instructor.
“Well, you did well. See? It wasn't that difficult.” Mark breathed a sigh of relief. “Say, kid, what made you so nervous about this test?”
“My parents were killed in a car accident.” The man looked at him with shock. “Oh my... I'm really sorry to hear that, Mark. Were you in the car with them?” He said, putting away his clipboard and pen so he could open the passenger door. Mark looked away. “Yes.” he replied quietly. “It was my first time behind the wheel.”