I t’s late August, and Justine Lupe is driving in her black SUV through the winding streets of Woodstock, New York, nibbling on a chocolate chip cookie. Lily, her miniature 13-year-old rescue dog, is in her lap; in the backseat is her one-year-old daughter, Ellis. We just got in the car following a hike, and we’ve only been driving for about a minute before the rented Audi Q5 begins to beep ominously. “It’s saying the vehicle’s key is not detected,” Lupe says. “I’m hoping I didn’t put it on the