It was a Friday evening. I was waiting at the bus stop after school when a car stopped and the driver opened the door. It was my1 . "Quickly, get in!" he said to me. I was very2 , but I did as he said.
At first, I was worried that something3 happened. Then, I noticed my mother. She was also4 the car and on the back seat. There were some bags of clothes and5 food. My father was driving the car, but he was not driving6 . He7 out of the town. "Where are we going?" I asked.
It was a warm evening and lots of people were walking8 the road. It was the9 day of the term. Did my parents have a big surprise for10 ? We were going somewhere special—11 where? The next thing I can remember is falling12 . When I13 , I saw the sea. We were at the14 . My father was smiling. "Here we are," he said. "The summer holiday15 now!"
