"So tommorow after we leave if you can just wash my trucck I would be thankful." Uncle Mile said over dinner. Isaac sat in an old antique house in Virginia. He looked across the table at his 15 year old cousin and sighed. Here he was at 19 and on summer break he was house/babysitting his Uncle's ranch/duaghter whiile him and Aunt Gina went on a three month cruise. He had just finished his sophmore year in journalism and while he was friendly all his friends were off in Europe on a study abroad program. He stared at his meatloaf and smiled.He liked his Uncle and his Aunt but his cousin had always been bratty whenever he had come to visit. She was the second eldest in the family behind Isaac. He doubted she would be easy to handle and hoped she would at least let him have some fun.
"If you feel the need the liqour cabinet os open but take it easy.: His Aunt said. "We leave tommorow at five in the morning, so I hope its not empty by seven." she joked.
"So how's that lady friend of yours?" Miles asked.
"Emma broke up with me before i came here so as of yesterday I'm single." Isaac spoke, for the first time in ages. He felt somethingn brush his leg and ignored it, picking at his meatloaf.
"If you feel the need the liqour cabinet os open but take it easy.: His Aunt said. "We leave tommorow at five in the morning, so I hope its not empty by seven." she joked.
"So how's that lady friend of yours?" Miles asked.
"Emma broke up with me before i came here so as of yesterday I'm single." Isaac spoke, for the first time in ages. He felt somethingn brush his leg and ignored it, picking at his meatloaf.