He entered his room, stripping articles of clothing with each step before he reached his bed and crawled under the duvet. It took him mere minutes to drift to sleep.
Roger met the two brothers at O’Hare International Airport. A shuttle bus took the trio to the RV rental office where they spent what felt like forever going through the do’s and don’ts of driving and using the vehicle. The three men nodded and shook their heads in the appropriate places before signing on the dotted line; they were ready to hit the road.
“The first thing to do is find the Start sign, right?” Alan said to the others. “It isn’t far from where we had lunch yesterday at Stanley’s. I can drive us there so we can get a few photographs, and then Roger, would you like to take it from the Start sign? This is your tri
