Road Trip?

“Since when are you such a fan of road trips?” I ask mom as I carry the bags to the car.

“I'm just feeling a bit...” Mom pauses for a second as she opens the car's door. She looks at me and gives a cheeky smile. “... Adventures lately.”

So mom apparently finished her big project. She came home from work last Monday and started talking about how she needs to loosen up and take a brake.

“Take care of your mom kiddo.” My dad hollers standing on the porch.

“Of course, dad.” I reply, “I won't let a guy get close to her and I'll make sure to fight the aliens off, don't worry”

He chuckles and goes back inside as we get in the car. Somehow, someway, mom convinced dad, to stay home for the weekend. Something “private” she said.

I still can't wrap my head around any of this. It all seems off somehow. Welp, might as well enjoy this.

She turns on the car, grabs the car's gear stick and looks at me.

“Are you ready for the best weekend ever?” she says smiling silly and sounding a bit sarcastic.

She doesn't even wait for my answer, looks away and starts driving. And we're off.