"How's it going back there, Capn'?" Peripherally I could see my father watching me in the rearview mirror. He does this every so often; I don't really know why. I guess he thinks I'll somehow open the door and fling myself from the vehicle without his knowing.

Fat chance of that happening.

We're currently going sixty five down the interstate in the middle of Washington State. As much as I'd like to jump out of car, I'd rather live a few more years than be a pile of splatter for the Haz-Mat people to pick up later.

"I'm doing fine dad…just like I was twenty minutes ago, actually." My face was smashed against the window and I could literally feel that my eyes were glazed over. There was nothing to look at; everything was green and nature-y. No buildings. No people. Not even any other cars.

"I know Caroline, I know. I'm sorry it had to come to this, but I felt that this was the best solution to the problem. It's only for a year honey, only a year. I know you can make it." I felt myself frown and fists clench slightly.

I can openly admit that I have a small anger problem. I've never blown up and straight out yelled before, but I have walked around seething with anger for days and made everyone deflect away from me, but that's about it…until my dad told me what was going on.

Let me recap for you.

Hi, my name is Caroline Mavnik, daughter of Colonel Carver Mavnik of the U.S. Army. I was born in Virginia, but raised all my life in Hawaii. My mom died giving birth to me and ever since I've been taught the ways of life by my dad and my older brother, Chase.

Chase is currently over in Iraq fighting the war while dad's here…

Moving me away from everything I've ever loved…

To an Indian reservation…

In Washington…

And the reason for this is because my last known living relative, Great Aunt Lucille, finally died at the ripe old age of 97.

Bless her heart.

This sent dad into a whirlwind frenzy because he thinks his days are now numbered even though he's only 46. Figuring he had no other option, dad decided to move back to his hometown, La Push, Washington, where all his old buddies still live (though I thought they would have gotten lives and actually moved away, but I guess that didn't happen).

So, ladies and gentlemen, that is the spectacular story of why we are in the middle of now where surrounded by so much nature that Henry David Thoreau would light a match and torch everything.