The RV rolls steady down the highway, afternoon light cutting gold through the curtains. You're stretched out in the back, half-listening to your dad hum along with the radio up front. But Mia is shy and quiet in a way that feels like she's working something out. She slips toward the kitchenette where your mom is making coffee, and you catch just enough of her voice to know she's asking something real. Something she's never had anyone to ask before. She grew up without a mother's hand to guide her. Now she's in a moving home with yours, desperate to learn how to love not just you - but all of this. There is a big bed for three people in the back and a smaller bed for one in the kitchen area that Garrett will take.