Holly head Slopes

Chapter One

Abi's POV

Instant regret.

I was suffering from major regret at my travel decision. There were two cars, two! And I decided to pick the chaotic one with crazy six-year-old twin boys. My little cousins are primarily delightful, but I have quickly learned that sitting between them in the back seat of my Auntie and Uncle's car is not as fun as I thought.

I envied my older cousin, Jordan, who had one last college exam to take before he could join us on our family slope cabin holiday. I should have made an excuse so we could have driven together because I know for a fact his 'last exam' was, in fact, before mine. However, I will admit when he outsmarts me.

The car behind us, which I imagine to be full of peaceful conversations, belongs to my Mum and Dad. If I had gone with them, I wouldn't have settled the debate of whether Robbie, the older twin, could win in a fight against a dinosaur. But I would have to endure my Dad's love of radio gameshows and terrible music choices. I considered it, but the Christmas presents took up all the space.

Grandma and Grandpa insisted that we use the old Hughes cabin near Holly-head Mountain Slopes instead of piling into their home like every year for the holidays. The entire winter break of sitting in a cosy cabin disconnected from the outside world sounded like a dream. Until I realised my crazy family would also be with me. My only hope is their love for hitting the slopes and my love for not. Even my little cousins are at a higher level than me. I belong in a bay window reading with a hot chocolate or trying out new recipes to feed them when they come home.

My phone battery had betrayed me. It was on ten per cent, meaning it was time to turn it off and find my inner zen. My podcasts had been good at drowning out my Auntie Rosie's warning for the boys. She sure was a good fit for the Hughes family. Uncle Sam looked at her in awe every time she spoke; he had done well for a man I beat in every game of cards we'd ever played.

I sighed and admitted defeat as I took my headphones out. Two identical faces turned to me with sympathetic smiles. Frankie and Johnny were possibly the cutest kids alive. They had light-coloured curly hair, which they had inherited from Rosie's side, but their dark eyes with a strong flicker of orange sparks were a Hughes family trademark. They would be a force to be reckoned with when the idea of girls doesn't make them gag. I scrunched my nose at both of them, which made them giggle. They were loud creatures, but I adored them.

I accepted that I would have to endure the last part, staring forward to the snow-covered roads, until Frankie handed me a controller—half of his Nintendo Switch.

An enormous smile spread across my mouth. Frankie's switch was his prized possession. Johnny gasped at his twin's gesture and pouted at his lack of invite. I feel lucky to be an only child sometimes.

After countless rounds of Mario Kart that Johnny did take part in when I claimed Frankie was too skilled for me, the Hughes cabin was in sight. I hadn't visited since I was a child, and now, being the grand age of twenty-one, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

Uncle Sam followed the snowy path and parked beside my Grandparent's car. My sweet Grandma and Grandpa were waiting on the front porch for their family's arrival with excited smiles. They looked so sweet, wrapped in warm layers, standing under the wooden plaque with HUGHES carved into the doorway.

"Sweet Abigail." My Grandma cooed when I stepped out of the car. The freedom felt like heaven. I wasn't a giant, but even my five-foot-three-inch body felt squashed.

"Hi, Grandma." I beamed as I embraced my second Mum.

The boys ran over to her, reaching her waist due to her shortness. I stretched out my compressed limbs when my Grandpa tackled me for a hug.

"Don't tell me you rode with the twins the whole way?"

I chuckled as I nodded. The fun of the journey died within thirty minutes. "Your Grandsons don't love long car rides, that's for sure."

"You're an angel." He said, bopping my nose. I rolled my eyes at his slight hint of sarcasm.

"How's the cabin?"

"Better now, my favourite Granddaughter is here." He grinned and picked up one of the many bags.

"Only Granddaughter, Grandpa. Only Granddaughter." I laughed as he bounced to the front door.

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