Claire rubbed the cuff of her worn cardigan between her thumb and forefinger.

She looked at the polished marble steps of the huge university building across the parking lot.

She was completely done letting Vanessa control their weekend.

Claire turned around to face the back seat of the Buick.

Eli was tapping his worn sneaker steadily against the floor mat.

Owen sat perfectly still with his arms crossed tightly over his chest.

Both boys looked completely exhausted from the long morning of testing.

“Hand me your competitor badges,” Claire said.