Dad, I can’t believe it was me the whole time. I’ve been blaming Charlie for everything, but it was me. I was the one who made Charlie’s seat fall. I was the one who tried to trick her at the gas station. I was a the one who opened her car door on the highway. Now I’m not even sure if I had my backpack in the front seat the morning we left. Oh geez. Charlie has been the innocent victim, not me. I’ve been acting like a jerk. I need to apologize, but I don’t know how. Help, Dad!