I was a freshman in college when I met the Whites. They were completely different from my

own family. Jane White and I became friends at school, and her family welcomed me like along-lost cousin.

In my family it was always important to place blame when anything bad happened. But the Whites didn't worry about who had done what. Mr. and Mrs. White had six children: three sons and three daughters.

In July, the White sisters and I decided to take a car trip to New York. The two oldest, Sarah and Jane, were college students, and the youngest, Amy had recently got a driver' s license, and was excited about practicing her driving on the trip.

The big sisters let Amy take over. She came to an intersection with a stop sign, but Amy continued without stopping. The driver of a large truck, crashed into our car.

Jane was killed instantly.

When Mr. and Mrs. White arrived at the hospital, they hugged us all.

To both of their daughters, and especially to Amy, over and over they simply said, "We' re so glad that you're alive."

I was astonished. No blame.

Later, I asked the Whites why they never talked about the fact that Amy was driving and had run a stop sign.

Mrs. White said, "Jane's gone, and nothing we say or do will bring her back. But Amy has her whole life ahead of her. How can she lead a full and happy life if she feels we blame her for her sister' s death？"

They were right. Amy graduated from college and got married several years ago, She works as a teacher of learning-disabled students. She' s also a mother of two little girls of her own, the oldest named Jane.

The writer of the article is ______ .

A．Mrs. White's niece

B．the Whites' cousin

C．Sarah' s friend at college

D．Jane' s friend at school