Off the airplane

They finally arrives and Marge took Becca’s hand pulling her off the airplane. Marge also didn’t have any luggage to worry about, so they made their way past baggage claim and all the way to her car. Becca didn’t even bother trying to fight back as Marge set up a car seat and had her sit in it.

Becca didn’t want to admit it, but she kind of liked being treated like a kid especially since she was several miles from her house and it was nice not having to care for herself for a bit. She sighed as she closed her eyes while Marge drove. She didn’t open them until Marge turned into a driveway. Becca’s head tilted as she recognized the area… she hadn’t even bothered to check where she was. Her eyes widened as she realized… she was in her HOME STATE! Not just her home state… her own childhood neighborhood!

Becca suddenly became much more self conscious as she looked at the home and recognized it immediately. Her face paled. “N-no… no way…”