Going, Going, Gone! With The Pain And The Great One - Plot & Excerpts
with the Pain & the Great One THE LIZARD AND THE WOLF Grandma rented a house at the beach. Yesterday we drove there. I got carsick. I almost always get carsick if the ride takes more than an hour. Under an hour, I’m okay. The Great One doesn’t get it. She says, “That doesn’t make any sense.” “It makes sense to me,” I told her. “A person either gets carsick or he doesn’t,” she said. “Look at me—I don’t get carsick, which makes me a good traveler.” “Does not!” I shouted. “Does too!” she shouted back. “Mom, aren’t I a good traveler?” Mom was driving. Dad was snoozing in the seat next to her. “You’re both good travelers,” Mom said. “But if you had to choose one of us to take on a trip, wouldn’t you rather take the one who doesn’t puke every time he gets in the car?” the Great One asked. “No fair!” I called. “I don’t puke every time.” “Children,” Mom said. “I’m trying to concentrate on the road.” When we got to the beach, Grandma took us shopping while Mom and Dad unpacked.
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