Pedro stepped on the brake pedal to bring the truck to a halt as they arrived at their destination. The engine emitted a grumbling growl before surrendering to silence, leaving an eerie stillness hanging in the air. In the back seat, Catalina stirred in her sleep, her head drooping against the cool glass of the window depicting the amount of exhaustion she felt.
Sitting next to Pedro, Miguel cast an anxious glance towards her, a furrow forming on his brow. Pedro stepped out of the vehicle attempting to wake Catalina up so they could go inside the house.
"Leave her be," Miguel whispered. "She needs rest; she's exhausted."
“I think she will be better rested inside the house on an actual bed,” he replied Miguel. “I’m going to wake up.”
“Don’t! Stay where you are young man,” Miguel repli
