The morning air buzzed with a mix of anticipation and mild awkwardness as I was busy filling up the back of the car with my belongings with the help of the driver, while Simon and my mother stood, chatting while waiting by Mr. Evans' Lexus LM Van. Meanwhile, my sister was perched on the edge of another van seat, munching on chips at an hour in the morning that felt morally wrong.
Moments later, Simon approached me.
"Remind me again why I'm here," Simon murmured, elbowing me gently on my arm. "Family bonding with that guy?" He tilted his head towards my boss, who was consulting a detailed schedule on his phone, his face a perfect sculpture of indifference.
Instead of replying to his words, I nudged him to his side and shook my head. Simon hissed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Y
