We are all packed and ready to go. Mom's suitcase is stuffed with stuff. She's got her clothes, of course, and the evil little chocolates, Violette's quilt, and practically every electronic gizmo known to beans. I ride in the blue knapsack along with Mom's lunch, her Kindle and the green papers.
I know what you're thinking - "Millie, you're wearing a COLLAR!" But it says "Favorite Aunt" and hey, that's me!