"Are you ready to go?" I heard my dad yell from downstairs. I packed up the last of my belongings and rolled my suitcase out of my room. Walking down the stairs, my mother and father were waiting by the door with about four suitcases. I had no doubt that most of them were my mother’s.
"Mom, how long do you think we're staying for?" I asked her incredulously. She shrugged.
"Anything can happen." She stated with a look in her eyes that I couldn't explain.
"Are you ready?" My dad asked once again. I nodded and we headed outside to the car. Popping the trunk of the car open, we put our belongings in and got in the car. My dad put the keys in the ignition and we drove off to the airport where we would be meeting Nickoli.
Pulling up to the airport was a relief. I couldn't wait to get out
