"Right now?" She was taken aback. "But your father-"
"He's downstairs fast asleep. Early flight, remember?"
Her mood seemed to change as she shifted in her seat. "I do." Her clothes somehow seemed to grow tighter. "Do you have your camera?" she asked looking up at me with her large almond eyes.
"No," I said, sensing suddenly their collective disappointment. "But I do have a camera."
Confusion showed upon their faces up until my eyes settled on Dad's red camera bag sitting just in the other room.
"You want to use Dad's camera?" Kelly asked bewildered. "What a way to break it in."
"It's the same as mine, and I'll just load the photos on my laptop which is in the car. Plus, I want to take advantage of this opportunity."
"And what opportunity is that, son?" Mom asked, her voice seemed r
