just the cherry on top

What's the worst thing to top off an already pretty bad summer? A family reunion. Not just any family reunion, though. A family reunion in the middle of the Ozarks. A part of me says that a break from the city will be good for me, that maybe the nature surrounding me will help me out of my rut. Another part of me says that during this trip I will be forced to play babysitter while all the adults have fun together, leaving Rachel back in the cabin with their children. I'm not quite sure which side to believe. My parents have reassured me that I won't have to babysit for anyone, but I know better. I'm the only person in the 12-19 age bracket going, so who else will look after everyones' kids? Not them, of course. If this were only a few families going, say maybe 14 people, my tactics of either pretending to be asleep or just sprinting away whenever someone with children (or their children) approaches me may work. Not in this case, though. I'll have to think about new ones on the plane. xox, rachel