Bonus Post: Weekend Vacation – Part 1

Note from SweetPoyzin: This is a bit of fluff to fill the gap between the last hard-hitting post and the next hard hitting post.  Enjoy!

Penny’s point-of-view.

After Finn dropped his divorce bomb on me, Liv took matters into her own hands.  She booked a cabin for us in Hidden Springs and invited Adam and I on a weekend getaway.

Most people think it’s totally weird that Liv and I drag our brother with us on weekends away but they don’t know how vital Adam is to my sanity.  I’m just glad he doesn’t mind hanging out with his sisters.

Liv found the perfect place for us to recharge and refocus.  Have I mentioned how grateful I am that I have Liv and Adam in my life?

“Liv?  Have I told you lately…how old you look?”

“Cute, Penelope.  If you aren’t careful I’ll have to mention how much you look like mom now!”

“So everything is finalized then?”  We were sitting around an old oak tree our first night in the cabin.  I knew I couldn’t avoid this chat forever, but I would try.  Adam knows me too well and wouldn’t let the elephant in the room spend too much time around the cabin.

“Yes,” I sighed.  “I actually left him almost everything.  I kept the house and enough money for the next year or so.  I’ll figure out what to do after that.”

“You’ll work it out,” Adam said cheerfully.  “You always have.”

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After a good night’s sleep, we decided to go swimming near the wonderful waterfall in Hidden Springs.

Forever siblings, we needed a contest.

“LAST ONE TO THE FALLS HAS TO COOK LUNCH!”

I was, of course, already halfway there while I shouted back to my sibs.

“So what are you going to cook, Adam?”

“I don’t know, Penny.  What’s your least favorite food?”

Apparently it doesn’t matter how old you get, you are never too old to bicker with your siblings.

“PENNY!  You’re missing out on these marshmallows!”

“I’m trying to meditate, Adam.”

“Well, meditate a marshmallow into your belly.  Oh, you can’t.”

Adam then decided to summon grilled salmon into existence.

“Show off.  This doesn’t get you off the hook for cooking a meal.”

“Oh, I think it does.”

Little brothers can be such jerks.

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That night, a beautiful full moon rose over the lakes of Hidden Springs.

Being the mature adults we are, we decided to tell ghost stories.

We are, surprisingly, not that mature.  Liv and I were terrified and I had a feeling I’d need a buddy to stand outside the bathroom in the middle of the night.

It was such a lovely night, we decided to pull out our sleeping bags and camp out under the stars.

“You guys.  Thank you.”

“Anytime, Penn.”

I’m pretty sure I saw a zombie that night.  I guess it could have been a dream though.