“That drive was HA-RROW-ING.”
I let the last word drag out of my mouth in lengthy, over-exaggerated, dramatically-pronounced syllables. After it hangs in the air between us for a few seconds, my husband drops our suitcases to the floor of the cute little AirBnb and we both erupt into the kind of crazed, frenetic, incredu…
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