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idea was it not to take the highway?”
    Leigh regretted saying the words even as they were leaving her mouth.
    Everyone except Rob, who eyed her in the rearview mirror, turned to face Leigh in the van’s rear seat that she shared with no one.
    “What was that?” Rob asked, turning down the volume of the van’s stereo.
    Leigh darted her eyes out the window. “Nothing.”
    “She said you didn’t want to take the interstate,” Marshall said. A mischievous grin spread across his face. Both he and Alex loved to be entertained by the drama of others.
    Alex slapped Marshall’s shoulder and gave him a harsh “Shhh!” getting an “Ow! What did I do?” in response.
    “Yes, Leigh,” Rob shouted over the squabbling couple. “You’re correct. I didn’t want to take the interstate. Do you know why?”
    He didn’t wait for Leigh to reply.
    “Because taking the highway would’ve been a stupid fucking idea.”
    Marshall grabbed Alex’s wrists. She playfully struggled against him. “And why would that be a stupid fucking idea?” she asked with a giggle.
    Rob’s annoyed expression transformed to a genuine smile. He turned to Eliza and said, “Why don’t you tell them again.”
    Eliza’s lips parted to expose her bright, white teeth in a large grin. She punched the button on the glove compartment in front of her and reached all the way to the back. Like a magician pulling a rabbit from a hat, she retrieved a very large plastic baggie, filled to the brim with marijuana.
    “Because how the hell would we get this past the border patrol?” She threw the bag over her shoulder to her sister, who caught it eagerly. “Yeah, baby!” she yelled.
    Marshall leaned forward, practically suffocating himself with the bag’s clear plastic shell, and inhaled deeply. “Shit, dude.” He nudged Rob. “I still can’t believe you were able to score this much!”
    Shrugging, Rob rolled down his window and rested his arm in the cool wind battering the van as they whipped along the backwoods dirt road. “Man, what did I tell you about Canada? Do you know how much that amount of weed would’ve cost me in the States?”
    Marshall shook his head. “I don’t even want to think about it.”
    Leigh placed her bookmark in the novel. She felt a headache coming on and rubbed her eyes, trying to suppress it. On their last night in Montreal, Rob and Marshall had told the girls to wait in the room while they ran what they referred to as an “errand.” Eliza seemed to know what the boys were up to, but whenever Alex or Leigh asked what was going on, she would only wink and say, “It’s a surprise.” An hour later, the guys returned with the largest quantity of pot Leigh had ever seen in her life. Although she’d bitten her tongue at the time, Leigh found herself with yet another reason to regret joining this escapade: possible jail time.
    And now, as she eyed the copious amount of marijuana, she couldn’t keep silent any longer. She had to voice her concerns or she’d have only herself to blame later if they faced the consequences of their foolish actions.
    Leigh decided to try for a coy approach to voicing her concerns. “Well, maybe,” she said, leaning forward, closer to Marshall’s ear, “what you should be thinking about is what you’re going to do with that big bag of illegal drugs if we discover this road does indeed have a border patrol.”
    Eliza responded before anyone else could. “Oh, give us a break, Leigh! Like they’d really bother with a road in the middle of nowhere that gets hardly any traffic.”
    Alex spun her head and met Leigh’s eyes with a nervous expression. It seemed that she, at least, was finally starting to come to her senses.
    “But what if she’s right?” Alex looked from one passenger to another, searching their faces for signs of agreement. “I can’t get busted, you guys. My parents would fucking kill me!”
    “Would you guys quit it with this shit?” Rob said, a hint of doubt in his