Tired and dripping with sweat, we just finished packing before having to check in with the gatehouse. Failure to do so by noon would result in another full night's charge to the credit card on file. After a few left and right turns, I pointed the car towards home.

Bouncing up and down, smacking myself in the face, did very little to keep me awake. I stopped three times just to jump out, run around the car a few times before jumping back in and driving another thirty minutes just to do the same thing again. Beth never moved or made a sound as she slept, during my stops or...