Trying to keep my attention on the road is more difficult than I’d like to admit which just adds to my frustration.
Why am I being effected this way? This is ridiculous, get your s**t together.
In an effort to distract myself, I decide to talk to Bailey about where we’re going. I didn’t realized she was sleeping on Ash’s shoulder until I hear her groggy voice.
“I’m sorry, you can go back to sleep.”
“No, it’s okay. What were you saying?”
“The woman we’re going to see is a little… odd. I’m not sure how she’ll feel having so many people randomly showing up at her door. She’ll either be very happy or very annoyed.”
“Would it help if only two or three of us get out first to see if she’s okay with us?”
“Yeah, actually that’s a good idea. Your mother met
