"I think so? I have the address written down somewhere."
"You could have just put it on your phone..."
"Let's not start that now..."
"Mom, my feet hurt! When are we gonna get there?"
No, as her family bickered and belabored over where exactly they were, Molly was definitely not having fun.
They'd gone to the city as a break; a week off of work for her parents, a week of getting absolutely anything he wanted for her brother, and as things were shaping up, it looked like a week of pain for Molly herself.
Molly paused a moment, her family still causing a racket, before sighing, brushing her long, brown hair out of her face. It wasn't so bad, she supposed; they were all a little cranky, sure, but they'd been in the car for a few hours just to make it to the city. Still, Molly wished they'd chosen something more interesting to do, instead off...
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