JAKE
The car bumped along the old dirt road as we neared the pack's house. I stared out the window, feeling uneasy, though I didn’t know why. Grandpa Jack was focused on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel. Grandma Amelia sat beside him, her face calm but thoughtful. Sonia sat next to me at the back, her eyes distant.
Suddenly, Sonia gasped, clutching her head as if she was in pain. “Please, stop!” she cried out, her voice cracking. “Don’t go any further. Let’s leave.”
I leaned toward her, alarmed. “Sonia, what’s wrong?”
She squeezed her eyes shut, tears streaming down her face as she gripped her head tighter. “My head… it feels like it’s going to explode. Please, turn around.”
Grandpa Jack glanced at her through the rearview mirror, then exchanged a worried look with Gran
