"What about James?" you ask. Your dad nods vacantly. "Good," he says, and hurries to the phone.
Ten minutes later, he comes back. "I invited Kyle, Jason, and James," he says.
You'd kind of expected this, because you guessed your dad had wanted to bring those three along with him anyway. All four men were gym partners and buff, spending all their time at the gym where they worked. Every one of them was over six foot six, with Jason the shortest at 6'6" and James the tallest at 7'4". Kyle was 7" and your dad was 6'10".
One hour later and one trip to the gym to pick them all up, you were on the road. Suddenly, your dad's phone rang. He answered it.
"Oh, hello, Linda. Yes. Yes. Okay." Constant squabbling could be heard even as your father hung up. He turned around and drove home. On the way, he told everyone else what was happening.
"Linda's sick, though it hasn't stopped her talking so much. I have to take her to the hospital, and..."
You weren't really paying attention, Linda being your least favorite aunt. However, you perked up when your father said, "So behave yourselves and I'll meet you at the cabin in two days at the earliest, maybe even a week."
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