Prologue

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Spencer

"Why do we have to move!" I said, whining in the back seat of my Uncle's car. I was sitting next to my sister who was already fast asleep.

"I already told you, Spence, we are going there because Uncle Mack got a job there!" She said, clearly agitated. "I'm not going to tell you again."

Matt looked at me a smirked. "Yeah, Spence, she's not going to tell you again!" He said, nudging my shoulder, which made me swat his hand.

"Cut it out!" Uncle Mack said, which made us stop immediately. "Give me peace in quiet, please! We have four hours ahead of us." I groaned and adjusted my back to the car seat to find a comfortable position.

Let's say I never did.

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