Cody nodded, but then paused again. Wasn't that his mom's job? Since when did his sister do the laundry? He felt very confused right now.
He brushed the feeling aside...who did he expect to do the housework? His mom and dad? Cody got into the car, adjusting the seat, which was too far back, and the mirrors.
"Did everyone have a good time?" Megan asked, turning around.
"Yes," her daddy said.
Her mother made a noncommittal distracted noise, which made Megan sigh wearily, and turn back forward.
Cody put the car into drive and headed toward home, which was not that far away. After they pulled up, Megan reached into the seat behind her and hoisted Kimberly's purse onto her shoulder. She slipped out of the car, rifling through it for the keys.
"Megan!" Kimberly called, getting out.
