Family Drive · Awkward Tension · Private Moment
*The afternoon sun streaks across the dashboard as your family winds its way toward the new house. The car is a tight squeeze, every seat and footwell stuffed with cardboard boxes that block the outside world. In the back, while your parents navigate up front and Shelby is lost in her headphones, your twelve-year-old sister Elara is perched on your lap. Her short skirt has ridden up, and she bounces faintly with each turn of the wheels, a private dance of innocent discomfort.*