Family Road Trip Audio Books Novels & Stories

I’m nervous. The whole family takes the trip on the bus with us, which I think is weird. If Victor and Rafe are being pitted against each other in this trial, why are they sitting next to each other like they’re buddies? Why is their father, his new wide-wheeled chair strapped securely to the bottom of the van, smiling at us as if we’re all one big happy family? I sigh, looking out this window. I’ve chosen to be part of this family now, I know. But still. They’re weird.

My father stated. “We got everything I believe.” He looked at me, “You need anything else before we head to your pack?” I smiled up at him and squeezed his arms, “I got everything I need now.” He bent down and kissed my forehead. “Let’s head out then.” Wyatt and Raven drove back in one car, my family in another, and I went with Lyall in his car. I ended up falling asleep on the way back to Moon Valley. *dream*

Ryan ruffled Kai's hair affectionately, "I love you, buddy." Kai's eyes widened, and he threw his arms around Ryan's neck, hugging him tightly. It was a simple, heartfelt gesture that spoke volumes about the bond between father and son. I smiled, my heart overflowing with love for my family. In this beautiful place, surrounded by nature's wonders, I felt a profound sense of gratitude. Our family trip had become so much more than just a vacation—it had become a celebration of love, joy, and the precious moments we shared together.

The feeling of my graunched muscles, the smell of the petrol station, and the heat from the car as the sun beats down on us reminds me of one of the trip my family took when I was eight. We had been driving to Yellowstone. It was one of the few roadtrips my family had taken, because my parents had always preferred taking the yacht out on our school holidays. But the previous boat trip hadn't gone too well for me I had gotten tangled up in a school of jellyfish and spent the rest of the weekend feeling ill-so we had taken a break from the ocean and decided to do a family road trip. It had been so much fun. Yellowstone was so incredible and beautiful-I still had some of the photos that we had

I’ve decided on Oklahoma City and I'm using mom’s laptop to try to find a cheap place to stay. I might already have a job. The black escalade was gone when we left the funeral home and I haven’t seen it since. There hasn’t been any strangeness going on with Brodie and Wyatt, so it must have been my anxiety causing me to be suspicious. They had no idea about Rob or Wyatt would be in my face about it. I still haven’t contacted Rob. I don’t have it in me to deal with him and I want to enjoy my time away from him and not have him ruining it.

And as the dawn breaks, a new day begins—a day brimming with love, laughter, and the promise of a future filled with endless possibilities for this extraordinary family. The sun rises, casting a golden glow over the land, as the family begins a new day filled with joy and anticipation. They gather around the breakfast table, sharing laughter and stories, nourishing both their bodies and their spirits. After breakfast, they embark on a nature hike, exploring the nearby trails and immersing themselves in the beauty of the natural world. Milo leads the way, pointing out interesting plants and animals, while Hallie and Parker eagerly follow, their curiosity piqued by every rustle and chirp.

Although the challenges might be great, he knew that with love and unity, they would overcome everything. With the decision made, the family prepared for their trip to Indonesia. Adelia, Edward, Emily, the two children, and Grandpa Rafael together prepared everything necessary for their trip. The two active children, already aware of their travel plans, skipped happily around the house, full of enthusiasm for the new adventure ahead of them. They packed their things quickly, with smiles spread across their faces. “We're going to Indonesia, Lucas! We're going to have a big adventure!” exclaimed the younger brother, his eyes sparkling.

I snap back, smacking his knee. Dad leans over from the front seat. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll draw you a sympathy scar with permanent marker later. Then you can have a turn.” I slump dramatically in the seat. “This family is broken.” But even as we drive away—Mum adjusting May’s blanket for the fifth time, Dad reciting a full medical plan for her recovery involving three different herbal teas and at least one illegal supplement—I feel something settle in my chest. Home. Loud. Ridiculous. Utterly smothering.

Their faces twisted in confusion, anxiety flickering in their eyes. Whenever they wanted me to give something up, they’d slap me with one hand and offer candy with the other. It never failed to work. All they had to do was take the first step and reach out, and I’d cave every time. This time, no one was on the other end of the call, eagerly calling them “Mom” and “Dad.” “Honey, Laura’s not exactly the sharpest at work, so why do you keep spoiling her? When we’re gone, she’ll burn through the family’s fortune in no time.

The two family’s had always been close. Bailey Everleigh never thought too much about it until the summer that everything changed. She had been raised with her own family, and theirs was always nearby as well. They did almost everything together. She had always thought it was because both were large families. They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never.