She gets into the car, and eighteen is right. The reason, of course, is the smile. She doesn’t think about credit cards or loan payments or where to be in ten years or who to be in ten years or what to do when she gets to ten years and how to be when she’s there. She just gets high and thinks about the things she wants to think about. If she wants to build houses in Maui, she can do it. If she wants to go to Burning Man she can do it. Thailand can be done. She can be a great writer if she wants to.