Dad spoke with Rhys's parents about borrowing a car to get us back home. Then we would bring it back when we got a flight out of the Bay Area. They agreed immediately. Originally we had planned to stay to visit with them and hangout but with what's going on, we went home right after the big breakfast. We thanked his whole family before going home.
It had felt like forever since we had been home even though it was only a long weekend. We unpacked what we had and sorted the dirty from the clean. Dad then had us repack a bag each filling it with warm clothes. He himself had packed for Mom and Zeke.
Then...we waited.
"I hate this." Noah declared. He was lying flat on the couch staring at the ceiling. "What the heck are we supposed to be doing?"
"Just chill like Dave." Kyle said from the other couch, nodding his head at his twin. Dave was asleep again with his hand propped up on a pillow.
"He's on drugs. I can't be." Noah pointed out.
