Yes, my parents actually let me marry the guy who burned me. We were in high school and my future husband, John (the sweet guy he is), was cooking fried okra. The oil in the pan became too hot too fast. It went up in flames in a matter of seconds. I was standing back against the wall and could not get out of harm’s way quick enough. My right foot and leg caught on fire.
Learning to drive is an exciting time for a teenager, and a stressful one for any and all parents. A driver’s license brings freedom and a new level of independence, but it can also bring serious risks.