Mom put on her directional signal and turned onto a dirt road.
"We're finally here!" said Angie, bouncing up and down on her seat.
"I love this farm," said Mom as she rolled down her window. "Smell that fresh air!"
Angie opened her window and breathed deeply. "Mmmm." At the end of the road, she could see the long red barn and the tall silo appear. As they parked the car in front of the farmhouse, Aunt Trisha came out onto the porch to greet them.
"Welcome!" Aunt Trisha said as Mom and Angie stepped out of the car.
"Hi, sis," said Mom.
"Look at this young lady!" said Aunt Trisha, hugging Angie. "My, how you have grown!"
"I'm seven and one-half," said Angie proudly.
"Well come on in and get settled."
Mom grabbed their bags from the car. "Where's Jess?" she asked as she came in the front door.