Too Hot in the Backseat
GranvilleMil
Hailey
“Daddy, it’s coming!” I excitedly tugged at my stepfather’s hand and pointed into the distance when the trailer came into my view.
“Yes, after 2-hour waiting.” Mom mumbled, standing on the grass and swatting furiously at the mosquitoes biting her skin. Then she glanced at David, “Agreeing to go camping with you was the worst decision I've ever made.”
I rolled my eyes, I swear this was the fifth time she'd complained today. David loves camping and finally convinced Mom to join us, but who knew the car would break down halfway? And just like that, Mom was complaining that David hadn’t checked the car properly before we left, while David just stayed silent and solved the problem like usual.
“Mom come on, it’s not Daddy’s fault.” I adjusted the slightly crooked round-framed glasses on my nose and pouted.
She stared at me, arms folded, “You’re always his little defender!” I quickly ducked behind David，my hands clutching the hem of his white t-shirt.
“Easy Hail, your mom’s not gonna eat you alive.” David turned around, chuckled and ruffled my hair.
He was always this gentle, even when facing Mom’s anger.
