Sitting still was a challenge, and my stomach ached. I typically got car sick on long trips, but short ones like this rarely affected me. However, I knew that staring out the window and not eating wouldn't alleviate the discomfort.

I swallowed several times, but the need for fresh air became overwhelming. I pressed the button to open the back window, allowing some air into the car.

"Damn it," Kent grumbled, covering his ear. "Turn that off; it's buzzing too loudly and hurting my ...