The next morning, after breakfast, they hit the road. Craig was driving smoothly while the family chatted casually.
It was the day before New Year's Eve, and the highways were packed with cars, causing major traffic jams and slowing everyone down to a crawl.
Camila eventually woke up, squinting her sleepy eyes and glancing outside to see that night had fallen. A light drizzle made everything outside pitch dark. They were stuck on the highway, not moving an inch.
She checked her phone—it was already seven in the evening. They'd been on the road for a solid ten hours.
"Craig, are you tired? Want me to take over for a bit?" Camila offered.
Craig glanced at the rearview mirror, shaking his head. "Nah, I'm good. Traffic's always a mess before New Year's, and today’s weather isn't helping."
Just then, Cole handed over a bag with boiled eggs and sweet potatoes. "Claire, Cami, you hungry? Have a snack to hold you over till we're home. I’ll whip up some hot spaghetti when we get there."
"Thanks, Cole." Camila took the bag, peeling an egg for Claire, who was feeling a bit carsick and couldn’t eat.
"Maybe some fresh air will help. Bundle up, everyone; I’ll crack the window," Craig suggested.
Camila wrapped a coat around Claire and put on her own, making sure everyone was warm before Craig rolled down the window. The cold air rushed in, and Camila shivered, huddling into her coat. Her phone buzzed with a message from Connor.
Opening it, she saw a picture of a lavish dinner with a text: "Cami, dinner time. Look at this spread!"
Camila smirked, quickly snapping a picture of the boiled egg and sweet potato to send back. "I'm stuck munching on these, still caught in traffic. 😢"
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