21/04/2001
The Rousseau's Residence, Kingswear, Devon
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"YOU'RE SO FREAKING SLOW —COME ON, SPEED UP A LITTLE BIT!"
Ezme grabbed Elinor's hand and ran towards their car with her in tow.
"Sorry!" Elinor grimaced, "I'm just tying my shoelaces!"
"Tie them in the car!"
Soon the five of them were properly seated. Etienne took the wheels, Bielle called shotgun, the two daughters were cramped in the second row, while the back was filled with their necessities.
Every four months, the Rousseau family would go on a weekend trip and after a heated debate to determine the perfect destination, they ended up choosing Hengistbury Head. Ezme immediately booked one of the iconic colorful houses by the beach and barked excitedly for the others to pack.
She usually wasn't a morning person but she woke everyone up at four. She didn't even sleep throughout the three hours ride.
"No, don't play that French gibberish!"
"What do you mean gibberish?" Bielle demanded, "It's your mother-tongue, Ezme!"
"Here, here," Ezme leaned forward between the two front seats and pushed in a casette marked '2000s' into the stereo.
A whir later, the melodious honey-like sound of delicious Irish boys singing erupted loudly throughout the car.
"An empty street
An empty house
A hole inside my heart
I'm all alone
The rooms are getting smaller""Turn the volume down a bit!" Elinor exclaimed, popping her head beside Ezme's.
"No!" Ezme circled her fist to resemble a microphone and sang along,
"And all my love
I'm holding on forever
Reaching for the love that seems so far"The two chorused,
"So I say a little prayer
And hope my dreams will take me there
Where the skies are blue
To see you once again, my love""Come on, Papa!" Elinor said giddily.
Etienne joined in with his slightly off-key tone.
"Over seas from coast to coast
To find the place I love the most
Where the fields are green
To see you once again, my love"
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