lThe minivan hummed along the highway, a symphony of excited chatter and the occasional "Are we there yet?" The twins, Cillian and Leia Jasmine, or LJ as she preferred, were bouncing in their seats, their faces pressed against the windows. It was their annual pilgrimage to their grandparents' summer house, but this year held a special magic. They were finally going to meet their Uncle Arthur!
"He's coming to visit, right?" Cillian asked, his eyes wide with anticipation.
"Yes, sweetie," Ciara smiled, her hand resting on his shoulder. "He's going to be there when we arrive."
LJ, ever the dramatic one, gasped. "Oh my gosh! I can't wait to meet him! We can play games and just talk about his travels all around the world!"
Galen chuckled, glancing at his wife. "They're so excited to meet the
