Chapter 79 Step-brother

• I have to climb over him, bumping my head on the ceiling, when he makes room for me to slide in next to him—well, not really next to him since only one of my ass cheeks actually fits on the seat leftover between his hip and the boxes already stacked on the seat to my right. They block the back window, so I can’t even look out of it to watch the passing landscapes as we drive. I’m practically sitting on top of Samir while Dad arranges the last of the boxes, effectively creating a cardboard wall between us in the back and him up in front.
• Double fuck my life.
• The next two days are going to be hell.