Trying the handle
Emma sighed because she was starting to find Jack’s pushy nature irritating. But she also had to admit that the car felt interesting to her. She tried the handle, but it was locked tight. “Figures,” she muttered. But Jack, ever the problem solver, looked around until he spotted a large rock. “Here, this might help,” he said, handing it to Emma with a mischievous grin.
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