Hayes Davis is a writer whose first book of poetry, Let Our Eyes Linger, explores themes of family. In the following poem, a speaker learns how to drive with his dad. As you read, take notes on how the father interacts with his son as he drives. Route 1 North, Philadelphia to Highland Park By Hayes Davis 2016 [1] Your father has given you the wheel. The mostly-empty highway offers your 17-year-old eyes no distractions, and the Firebird descending the on-ramp is red [5] The left turn signal isn’t instinctive yet. Nor is the glance that checks your blind spot before the lane change. But as you settle back into the forward focus of highway driving your father’s hand covers your gearshift perched [10] right, his mouth curling before opening, “Good job.” He doesn’t remind you that sharing the road with newcomers is less instinctual for you than your blind-spot check. He is all praise, and when the therapist asks, ten years later, [15] what you miss — how you imagined him feeling when you pictured handing over the grandchild he will never know — you remember that he never held praise too tightly, that he knew confidence as a vested commodity, [20] its installation as vital as anything fathers give sons. PART B: Which detail from the text best supports the answer to Part A? A) The mostly-empty highway offers / your 17-year-old eyes no distractions (Lines 2-3) B) He doesnt remind you that sharing the road / with newcomers is less instinctual for you (Lines 11-12) C) and when the therapist asks, ten years later, / what you miss (Lines 14-15) D) he never held praise too tightly, that he / knew confidence as a vested commodity / its installation as vital as anything fathers give sons. (Lines 18-20)