To New Glass Cow
Our day of leaving has alas come. We packed up excruciatingly slowly in the morning and when Mum and Dad were off getting gas I actually had a guy come up and ask me if we planned to renew the site. I told him we were going to be out soon but really felt like he shouldn’t be talking to me and should be asking for my parents. We finally got out at around one thirtyish and I finished the Scorch Trials a few minutes before we arrived at our destination of Aunt Theresa and Uncle Fred’s house. Yup them again. We like them. We arrived a bit late for dinner but Aunt Theresa set out a scrumptious meal of chicken, stuffing, cranberry sauce, gravy, cooked carrots and mashed potatoes. It was like Thanksgiving come early. We sat around a talked after dinner, pet Pixie their dog, caught a glimpse of the cat when Uncle Fred dragged him out from under the bed, before us children went to bed in the bird’s usual room with Kizmet. Kizzy did not, in fact, like our room and was whining at the door for a really long time. I read some of the Death Cure before shutting off the lamp and going to sleep. Peace out m8s.