#Chapter 396 – The Long Road Home

Ella “No more road trips,” I grumble under my breath, trying to rock my little baby in my arms and distract him from the rumbling of the road, “ever again.” “Don’t be so sore about it,” Cora says, moving one of her checkers forward a space. “At least we got the information we were coming for.” “WellthatI will never begrudge,” I say, turning my head and smiling at her. “But next time?” She grins, anticipating what I’m going to say next. “We’re taking a private jet.” Cora laughs, shaking her head at me and sitting back against the backrest of her seat in the kitchenette. “That would be a waste of resources, and it’s probably too short of a flight or something to mom’s temple,” she sighs. “Well thenoneof our children,” I huff, leaning forward to study the board, “is going to have to learn to bend time and space, because I amnotsuffering through this agai-“ But before I can even finish my sentence, Roger at the driver’s seat hits a huge bump and the game board goes flying i