“You don’t have to come, but working is about the only way to get out in the field. It’s also important to staying welcome here,” said her mother as she put the veggies in the pan to sautée. “Just who have I been hearing begging to stay here through the winter?”
“But I don’t want to spend Christmas looking at weather stations.”
“We’ll be back before Christmas Eve,” said her father. “We’ll probably even make it back late tomorrow.”
Mirka gave her dad an annoyed glance, but said no more.
“You might as well start putting together your pack. One egg or two?”
“Mmm…make it two please.”
“Sure thing. Pack five diapers, not pull-ups, in case we get delayed and you use extra.”