I know! Get your butt out of bed. If we hurry, we can be there tonight.
Really?
Really!
But we can’t just—
We can do anything we want to, sweetie.
But it’s so far away!
I know. That’s why it’s fun. You going with me?
He offered a brilliant smile as he threw off his blanket and jumped to his feet.
We’re going to the ocean?
Yes!
Why?
Because I want you to see it, sweetie. Now get ready…but be quiet. I don’t know want anyone to know we’re leaving.
Why?
Because they’ll try to stop us. Now hurry up!
He scampered off to the bathroom.
In less than twenty minutes, we were creeping soundlessly through Bill’s house and making our way out the back door.
In less than two hours, we were crossing the border into Alabama. We gave up on the air conditioner and rolled the windows down.
Look! Noah signed excitedly as we passed the “Welcome to Alabama” sign. We’re in A-l-a-b-a-m-a!
What’s after that?I asked.
His face scrunched up. Finally, he suggested, F-l-o-r-i-d-a?