I am sitting at my desk completing the last of my homework when I hear my dad calling out for a family meeting. Haven't had one of those in a while. This is probably about the upcoming vacation. Will I be able to talk my way out of going to SoCal? Highly unlikely. I will try though. A week with Elijah would be amazing.
"Emma! Kevin! Come downstairs!" Dad yells again.
"Coming!" I yell.
I open my door to see Kevin opening his at the same time and we both look at each other and shrug. We head downstairs together and I see mom and dad in the living room waiting for us. Mom has a big smile, while I can't really tell how my dad is feeling. He has a blank expression. If it were bad news, I know mom would not be smiling. Kevin and I plop down on the couch and wait. My dad takes a deep breath
