Thanks to my grades and test scores (and the letter explaining why St. I throw my head back, staring up at the wide blue sky. I look out at the rolling fields that blur by. Oliver turns onto the four-lane, heading for the interstate. “No bet,” Ezra and Jenna say simultaneously.
“I bet Oll gets at least five speeding tickets on this trip,” I say.
Once he’s a good minute away from the house where my parents can’t see him, he picks up speed. Oliver carefully pulls the car out of the driveway as we all give one final wave. “And I want to hit the beach in Miami,” I add. “But I get to choose where we stop for snacks.” “I’m thinking we head to Atlanta tonight, then on to Panama City tomorrow.” “Where to first?” Oliver asks, turning the key in the ignition. She gives Mom and Dad kisses good-bye, then comes out to the car.ĭad helps with the suitcase, which takes up nearly all the room in Oliver’s tiny trunk. My sister finally appears at the front door, lugging a suitcase, which she leaves on the stoop for someone else to deal with. Our relationship is stronger than ever, and I know it will survive no matter where I wind up this fall. Being away from him this semester has been difficult, but we’re able to see each other most weekends. “Hell no, you won’t,” Ezra replies, draping a protective arm over my shoulders. “Good point.” I crawl over the middle console into the backseat, accidentally kicking Oliver in the side of the face. “You really want Jenna sitting in the back with him?” He grumbles and climbs from the front seat into the back. After giving Leo a final hug, I jog out to my brother’s red convertible.
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