... camping outside? It’s the only peace that I get.”
“That’s enough you two.” Max’s voice interrupted the two of them. He stepped into the Winnebago and tossed a room key onto the table. Gwen snatched it up before Ben could even blink. “You’re in room 7.” “Uh, grandpa, where’s my key?” Ben asked. He didn’t like the way that the events were playing out. Max looked at the two of them. “We have a tight budget, you two are sharing a room.” “GRANDPA!!!” Both kids yelled in unison with twin tones of shock and disapointment. “For goodness sake you two, you’ve been sleeping in the same room for weeks. Surely you can survive another night.” “Don’t bet on it.” Ben muttered under his breath. He had been looking forward to a comfortable hotel room all of his own. Now he had to share one with his geeky cousin. If he went Heatblast during the night and cooked his cousin then he wouldn’t be to blame.
Things went from bad to worse for them when they arrived at room 7. Gwen was the who opened to door and was the first to discover the problem first. “Grandpa.” She yelled angrily. Max, in the room next door, poked his head out and looked at the two of them. “There’s only one bed.” She demanded. Ben poked his head into the room and saw, with dismay, that she was right. There was only one dou...