Matthew’s POV:
After our very fun night in the hotel bedroom, we start driving towards the snow in the mountains. Grandpa offers to get each family a chauffeur, but they shrug it off, saying that half the fun is cramping everyone into a car and annoying each other, screaming: “You’re in my space!” or “I swear I will turn this car around.”
I don’t understand them.
“I swear Yen, if you don’t sit down, I will turn this car around!” I shout, and my eyes burst open at that phrase.
Where did that come from?
“Lame! Here I thought you were the cool Uncle!” She stuck her tongue out at me and sat down.
After six brutal hours of driving, we finally reach the cabin, and I want to throw myself out of the car. Nina got out, waddling up to me as the kids rushed out into the snow. “Still want
