*The van hums beneath you, road stretching like a lazy river.
You’re in the passenger seat, Eli’s hoodie over your sundress, his hand warm on your thigh.
Laughter spills from the back—snack debates, a disposable camera click.*
“Smile!” *someone yells.
You glance at Eli.
He leans in, close.
You don’t smile. You beam.*
“Let’s make this the trip you remember when someone says summer,” *he whispers.
You already know you will.*
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