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Traveling has been a secret dream of mine. Thing is, I'm scared of flying. Seriously. Like, terrified of flying. But I like to drive. So...

“Do you need to go to the bathroom?” My mother asked, staring at me with an eyebrow raised. I glance down at my leg. It was bouncing up...

Rusty stared at me. "What do you want?" I asked. He gave a small whine and a nod towards the door. "You want to go outside?" He jumped in...