"For the last time, Susan, Uncle Greg is not crazy, just eccentric. And yes, you do have to go. We've been over this. Dad and I are going to Egypt for six months, and you can't go with us because you have to attend school."
"Why can't I stay with Aunt Sally and Toby? Or even Jackie?"
"Aunt Sally's going to be traveling cross country, and Jackie's parents don't have the room to spare. We've been through all of this. You will stay with Greg, and that's the end of it."
Silence reigned in the red car for the next twenty minutes until they took the last exit to a small town in Montana.
"Ah, here we are. Arafell Mountain, home of the Faerie Lights."
"Their mascot is fairy lights? Seriously? I'm going to have to be a 'fairy light'? What the heck, Mom?"
"You'll be fine, sweetie. Come on, here's Greg's house."
They had pulled up in front of a little brown house on the edge of the woods surrounded by old, rusty cars. The lawn looked well cared for with a little flower garden in one corner next to the house.
