Jeanie
Clearly, Gabe was not experienced with long car trips with young children. He admitted as much as we drove. He was the youngest child in his family, and when he had been married to Lucy’s mother, he had never taken them anywhere outside of town.
Luckily, about thirty minutes into the drive, Isaiah fell back asleep, and we had a couple hours of blessed quiet. I connected my phone to the van’s bluetooth and happily sang along with my favorite songs as I navigated the road.
Yes, I was aware that I was a horrible singer, but it relaxed me, and took my mind off the long, boring drive. And the handsome, broody man in the passenger seat.
By the time Isaiah woke up we were all ready for a rest stop. Gabe carried Isaiah to the men’s room, and I went for a much needed coffee, and walked
