...ldquo;Don’t bet on it.” Ben muttered under his breath. He had been looking forward to a comfortable hotel room all of his own. Now he had to share one with his geeky cousin. If he went Heatblast during the night and cooked his cousin then he wouldn’t be to blame.
Things went from bad to worse for them when they arrived at room 7. Gwen was the who opened to door and was the first to discover the problem first. “Grandpa.” She yelled angrily. Max, in the room next door, poked his head out and looked at the two of them. “There’s only one bed.” She demanded. Ben poked his head into the room and saw, with dismay, that she was right. There was only one double bed. “The best I could do.” Max muttered. “There weren’t any rooms with single beds in them. It won’t kill you to share something for once.” “Don’t bet on it.” Gwen muttered. She stomped her way into the room. Ben sighed and shook his head. This was going to be a long night.
Some time later.
“Check and mate. Again.” Gwen muttered as she shifted her bishop into place and snatched Ben’s rook. Ben pouted and turned away from h...