Day thirteen

Bibi and I ran back to the shop, crying. I kept asking myself if they were going to be ok. We arrived at the shop and Mum and Dad were not there yet. While I was packing everything, Bibi suddenly screamed I rushed outside. Mum and Dad had arrived. They said we were going on a trip. I helped Dad repaint the taxi, which Dad said he would sell it to get money for the trip.