I Paid Twelve Thousand Five Hundred Dollars for a Family Trip, and They Planned It Without Me

“Look, we’re going over drive times.

It’s boring.”

“I’d like to hear it.”

He rubbed the back of his neck.

“We just need a little room to get things organized.”

“I paid for the rooms,” I said.

“I’d like to hear the drive times.”

“It’s not about the money, Mom.”