I Won a Five-Star Island Vacation

The morning air was crisp, the sky pale, the kind of Ohio spring day that still hadn’t decided whether it wanted to be winter.

Leo held my hand and bounced on his heels.

“Is that our airplane?” he whispered.

Across the tarmac, a sleek private jet waited beneath the silver light.

I squeezed his hand.

“For today, yes.”

His eyes went wide.

Ethan stood several continue reading …