slammed the hatch on the station wagon and slid behind the wheel. “I can’t
believe we are really doing this.” Their new Volvo station wagon had been
packed with the last of the essentials, their suitcases and the valuables that
Betty hadn’t trusted to the moving company.
goodbye to New York City, Jugs.” Betty raised a hand and waved out the window
as Jughead pulled the car out onto Amsterdam Avenue. Jughead hated driving in
New York City. Just getting out of town was going to take way too long. The GPS
already showed a big red exclamation point: there was a backup on the Henry
Hudson Parkway. Of course.