"Even if it's a hassle, I'm going because my brother asked."
Fiona twirled a pencil between her fingers, recalling how she'd promised ages ago to bring Nash's mom some design sketches. Her memory, alas, wasn't the sharpest over time.
"Don't come crying to me later," Nash grumbled, turning back to his seat.
The next day, Jackson swung by to pick her up for the trip to the Woods estate. Fiona didn’t notice anything off about Jackson, but Nash, usually so smug, now looked like a worried old hen.
"Brother, will those uncles and aunts be mean to me?"
Fiona clung to Jackson's sleeve, pretending to be scared, though her face betrayed nothing of the sort.
"They'll love you, Fiona," Jackson reassured her.
Nash snorted, "Yeah, right!"
Jackson stayed cool and composed, calmly telling the driver, "Drop Nash off at the next exit."
Nash stared in disbelief, "What??"
"Jackson, we're on the highway!"
"Exactly, it'll be harder for you to catch a ride back."
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