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Lance running down the street wearing nothing but blue boxers, clutching a single shoe with an angry bull dog hot on his heels was the last straw for his parents.
His mother told him to pack a suit case with a enough things for two months and be prepared for a long ride. Upon further questioning his mother explained he'd be spending the rest of the summer in Arizona on the ranch of a family friend and to make matters worse he and his dad would be driving. Lance whined practically on the floor,
" do you relies that would take years" Lance asked. His mother smiled folding one of his shirts and explained that it would only take nineteen hours and forty five minuets.
"Besides", she said "it will be great father son bonding time". Not that Lance needed any he and his dad went bowling every Friday, and at the end of the moth all three generations of McClain men would so something.
So here despite pleading and bargaining Lance sat with his cheek against the window of his fathers big grey SUV, on his way to hell. At the time being Lance was pouting, he had spent the night telling his best friend Hunk about his situation. Hunk had agreed with Lance's parents.
Lance sighed at the road speeding past. They had been driving for three hours and his dad had rambled on and on about this or that but Lance lost interest the minuet golf was mentioned. Lance had finally thought of one thing that might help with the horror of having to spend the rest of his precious summer in exile, was if the rancher had attractive offspring.
He thought if long golden hair and blue eyes, slender bodies or even well muscled lithe bodies. Lance shivered at the thought, eyes closing he smiled. He was pulled from his fantasies by his dad,
" want to get lunch I'm kind of hungry, you?" Lance nodded anything to get out of the car and stretch his legs. His dad then went into a spill about fast food chains Lance rolled his eyes and looked down at his phone only fifteen more hours to go. Groaning lance settled back in his seat closing his eyes.
Lance woke to the smell of greasy fast food filling the car. He sat up groggily and his dad handed him a paper bag containing a chicken sandwich and curly fries. Lance took it slowly realizing he missed the chance to get out and stretch. He looked over at his dad who was eating and driving,
" how long was i asleep?" he asked. His dad swallowed ,
"oh about an hour and a half were almost to Arizona." Lance grimaced. He slowly eat his lunch and when he was done he actually talked to his dad as he had nothing better to do.
The sun began setting as they finally reached the turn off to a dirt road by a sign reading Gila National Forest. Lance panicked,
" H-hey dad where are we going?" His dad laughed "did you really think a ranch would be in the city?"
Lance swallowed,
" well no but the last town we passed through was like an hour ago". His dad simply smiled at him.
Lance felt dread fill him again as they turned yet again onto a long dirt road. They passed under a large gate decorated in big metal roses in sprawling cursive read the words Desert Rose .