We have been on the road for less than 2 hours, but with the heavy feeling of being royaly f****d (pun intended) it felt like we've been stuck in this car for days. That's why when Andy announced that we will be there soon, it was like new found hope started blooming in me.
Andy is the one driving, for obvious reasons, and Lucas joined him in the front, while Laura and I are in the back trying to act normal. I'm nervous about finding out if my aunt is still alive, and she is nervous about her mate's family approving of her.
Not that this is a competition or anything, but I think I have better reasons to be nervous. If indeed Andy's mother is my mother's sister, I'm not sure I can keep that from my parents. I'm secretly afraid that if we keep turning every stone like this, I'll eventual
