"Do you really want to do the cooking again, Freddumb?" Sam smirked.

"It's not my fault I burned myself!" Freddie defended. "You told me the water wasn't hot!"

"Eh, I tell people a lot of things." Sam shrugged.

Freddie rolled his eyes. "Do you want to go on to Saskatoon or go south to Calgary?"
Freddie asked his girlfriend. "I heard they're big on winter sports in Calgary."

"Saskatoon is an even dumber name than Kamloops, so drive us to Calgary, nub."

"I don't think I should drive because somebody burned my arm!" Freddie said.

"Ugh, fine. Let your stupid arm heal." Sam said. "You're driving an extra three hours when
we go toe Sassaton or whatever it was."

"It's Saskatoon, Sam." Freddie corrected. "Wait, how'd you know that Calgary's three
hours from Edmonton?" Have you, Sam Puckett, been planning?"

"We both know that only you-" Sam started, but Freddie cut her off.

"Ha! You have been planning!" Freddie said, reading off the notes app on Sam's
PearPhone. "A full itinerary for today!"

"Give me that." Sam said, snatching her phone and walking back to the oven to finish
breakfast. Freddie noticed that her cheeks flushed a faint shade of pink.

"You know, we could be on the road if you would just-"

"No, Sam!"

...

"Sasha got a job reviewing new video games for WGN." Freddie read Sasha's
Splashface post.

"She'll probably like it." Sam said, changing lanes to pass a slow dump truck.

"Wow, I feel bad for the people on the other side of the road." Freddie said, glancing at
the bumper-to-bumper traffic on the opposite side of the highway.

"Thank God we're not going that way." Sam said. "That reminds me, if we're gonna go
straight to Massachusetts for school, we're gonna have to drive a little bit in the US to get
there. Like in Maine and New Hampshire and shit."

"Newfoundland extends past Maine, so if we'd have to come back through if we fully tour
the province. That would lead us into New Brunswick, then we'd tour Nova Scotia, and
then we'd go back into the US into Maine."

"Dude, that's a lot of driving!" Sam said.

"We'll figure out what we're going to do in Quebec." Freddie said.

"Don't people speak French there or something?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, I think it's one of their official languages."

"Which one will be the busiest?" Sam asked. "If we hit heavy traffic, you're driving."

"Probably Ontario followed by Quebec." Freddie said. "There's actually another set of
provinces north of here, but they're really cold and I don't think we'll have enough time to
go to all of them before school starts."

"We can try, right?" Sam asked.

"We'll go over a map later." Freddie said.

...

"What's your plan?" Freddie asked. The couple was now in a MallMart outside of Calgary.
He pulled up Zaplook Maps on his Pearbook.

"Well, why don't we keep going the way we're going and come back through to Manitoba
or whatever this is. Then we could go north into the one with all these islands, to the
Northwest Territories and the Yukon, and go back to British Columbia. We'll drop right
back into Seattle and take Carly with us to that entertainment school she's going to near
MIT and my school."

"That's a pretty complicated route, but it'll be fun." Freddie grinned, giving Sam a quick
kiss.

"So you think we could do it?" Sam asked.

"We have a bit of money with us and plenty in the bank, so I think we could manage."
Freddie smiled.

Sam brought her lips to his, and they made out for several minutes.

...