“I told you not to drink all that soda.” Heather teased. “We’ve got another diaper back there if you need it.”
“Ha. Ha.” Danielle said sarcastically… “Please, can you get off at the next exit?”
“No can do.” Heather said.
“What, what do you mean? Don’t joke like that.”
“I’m serious. Read the sign.” Heather said. Danielle groaned as she saw the Road Work warning signs and Freeway Exit Closed Ahead. What was worse, traffic had come to a complete stand still.
“You’ve got to be kidding. Just my luck!” For every couple minutes, the van seemed to only move an inch. It was Karma for her earlier comments, Ella thought. When she had noticed the clock in the dashboard, it had been nearly three hours since they left the restaurant and she hadn’t gone at all either like she was supposed to.
