Vacation from Hell: Part VI
“If it’s all the same to you, Uncle Trevor,” Mikey said quietly as she continued to sit there, hugging the pharmacy bags against her chest as she avoided looking at him, “I’d really like to sleep in the van tonight.”
“It’s forty degrees out,” he pointed out, biting back a sigh as he gestured for the boys to go inside, but of course they ignored him and continued to stand next to him, because apparently they had a death wish, something that should concern him, but at the moment he was just too fucking exhausted to care.
Sighing heavily, Jonathan said,… Read More