Chapter 1: The Great Escape
Ugh, this camping trip is going to be the death of me. Packed my bag with enough snacks to feed a small army (Rosie's idea, not mine), and now I'm crammed into the car with four other siblings. We're supposed to be at Whispering Pines Campground, but the drive feels like an eternity. Snow keeps singing off-key, and James keeps poking me with his weird stick. Already stressed. Wish I could just stay home in my recording studio.