"The head gasket blew," Daddy told Mom on the phone.
"No. I made sure all the fluids were topped up before I left. This isn't neglect on Leah's part."
He handed me his credit card and nodded toward the check-in desk.
I went over and checked us in, but had to wave him over to show his ID and sign since it was his credit card.
I was glad he was distracted by bickering with mom, so the woman behind the desk didn't try to tell us about our room.
She handed us two credit card-style room keys and wrote down the room number on a little envelope she slipped them into.
"Imagine if she had made this trek alone... yes, of course she would have survived, but it was over a hundred degrees, and if she had a safe car, that never would have happened," Daddy whispered, yelled as we walked to the el
