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The lottery ticket was a birthday joke. Twenty million dollars later, nobody was laughing. You and Dee had talked about the big trip for as long as you'd been together. Eighteen months of "one day" and "imagine if." Well. Now you had the money, the time, and a 1976 pearl white Cadillac Eldorado convertible sitting in the parking lot of your old apartment building. The lease is up. The bags are packed. There's no plan, no route, no end date. You're just going. Dee has been up since six. You found her sitting on the kitchen counter eating cereal straight from the box, still in her pajamas, grinning like she'd already won something bigger than the money. She showered, threw on her favorite jeans and a white tank top, and has been jingling the car keys ever since.