Question

Read the passage.

A Huge Mistake

I finally had it! I had the golden ticket in my hand! Okay, it wasn’t really golden—it was actually blue, and it wasn’t really a ticket—it was my driver’s license! Finally, after all the driving classes and practice drives, I at last had the little plastic card that would provide me the autonomy to drive wherever I wanted. Only one thing was missing: I didn’t actually have a vehicle yet, but I was saving up and figured I would have that sweet, sweet freedom eventually. Until that time, however, I had to share my family’s beat-up sedan with my overbearing older sister who monopolized the car for her so-called job every day. It was so incredibly frustrating.

To make matters exponentially worse, my mom indulged herself with a whopping bonus that year and instead of providing her only, impeccable son with a set of wheels, she went and irresponsibly splurged and bought a brand new convertible. When I pointed out the injustice of it all to her, she said to me, “Ezra, when you work hard and get a bonus from work, then you can buy yourself whatever you want.”

My mom worked exceptionally hard and was a successful entrepreneur, but she could have bought two really functional cars for the price of that convertible. Don’t get me wrong, the convertible was incredible: it had leather seats, a shiny silver paint job, and best of all, it could move from 0-60 mph in 4.1 seconds; it was truly amazing! There was one issue, though, because it was my mom’s car, and only hers. My mom said, “Ezra, when you earn enough to buy a car like this one, you can drive it any time you want.”

The problem was that I couldn’t wait the decades it would take until I earned enough for a car as incredible as my mom’s because Juliana, the girl I had had a crush on since eighth grade, had finally agreed to go out with me. Basically, this was the miracle I had been waiting for since I was thirteen, and miracles didn’t come around every day. Wouldn’t it be crazy, though, to pick Juliana up in a car that had cost as much as a small house, especially since I had just gotten my driver’s license? Extreme times called for extreme measures, and I decided that I would have to become extremely convincing. I began begging my mom to let me drive the car for just one evening. I reasoned, I badgered, and I pleaded until my mom became extremely annoyed, but to my amazement, she relented! She agreed to allow me three hours, and three hours only, with the car to take Juliana to the movies!

Answer 1

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Brief summary: A newly licensed teen (Ezra) desperately wants to use his mom’s expensive convertible to impress his long‑time crush, Juliana, on their first date. His mom reluctantly agrees to let him use the car for three hours, setting up the story’s central conflict and tension.

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