A Weekend With My Punk Rock Cousin (Part 1)
“Jeanne!!!” I woke from my usual Thursday-afternoon daze. Groggily, I got up from my desk to see what my mother wanted. “Yes?” I called back. “Come down here a minute.” Her tone sounded somewhat excited, which woke me up rather quickly. I made my way downstairs and into the living room where my mother and father were sitting on the couch. “We have some good news,” said my father. “Let me guess; you just saved a bunch of money on your car insurance by switching to Geico,” I snickered. My parents nearly fell off the couch laughing. “Like mother, like daughter,” said my mother. “We have that sense of humor.” “Very funny, Jeanne,” said my father, trying to sound sarcastic but still unable to keep a straight face. “Actually, we’re going on a trip this …