The Dashcam Didn't Lie My Aunt's Betrayal Exposed

Summary

When winter break began, my aunt Willow Chavez convinced me to refund my high-speed rail ticket. She insisted I catch a ride home with her and my uncle Victor Finch instead.

"Money's hard to earn these days," she lectured. "A penny saved is a penny earned. Besides, the car's much faster."

I believed her. That mistake cost me eighteen hours stuck in highway gridlock.

Exhausted and stiff, we finally pulled up to my house. Before I could unbuckle my seatbelt, Willow turned around, held out her hand, and demanded one thousand dollars.