It was Saturday morning. It had just passed dawn and my parents finally finished packing the car. My mom handed me a map and said that it would be very important later on in our trip. We were headed to my mom’s home town, but she’s never told my dad and I where she’s from. We got in the car about fifteen minutes later and began driving. I was silent the entire time thinking about the strange object that had fallen out of the map. Finally we stopped at a checkpoint in the express lane and my mom asks me for the map. I handed it to her, but suddenly her face went blank.
