Family Vacation; Sibling Bonding
Jackson never really enjoyed family vacations. After the novelty of childhood wore off, the trips to the cabin by the lake were more like torture to the teenage boy. All during the four hour car ride to the secluded spot in the mountains, he let his parents and little sister know that, too. The complaining kept up right until his mother announced they would be arriving in five minutes. “And if we turn around we can make it home before lunch. I’ll bet Gino’s is having a special today, too. You know you like their meat lover’s, Mom,” he said, pointing at his mother with a wink. “Oh, can it, Jackie. We never miss this week. You know that,” his father said, cutting a glare through the reflection of the rearview mirror. “Yeah, Jackie, you …