Family taboo: With family having sex in car

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“I’m cold!” Alexi complained.

“Yeah, me too!” Alex agreed.

“Where are we?” I asked as calmly as I could, trying to distract Alex. He had a fine mind but needed something to focus on but me and his sister.

“Mom, I think we drove off the road and fell down an embankment.”

“Holy shit that was a tumble” Alexi agreed.

“Language kids!” I said automatically.

“Why is it so black outside the windows?” Alexi said with a little panic now in her voice.

Shrugging, Alex added, “Honestly, I think the Jeep tumbled down the hill and is now buried in snow.”

We could see the worry in Alex face. Being the “Mom” for these teenager, it meant I had to be as brave as I could. Anyone who has lived in the Great White North knows that there are only a few rules for survival. But first and foremost is to always stay calm. The very next rule was to stay warm.

“Alexi, do you see our jackets? I think we are going to need them.”

Alexi immediately perked up. He now had something she could control and do.

“Alex, I need you to crawl in back and find our survival kit.”

The Jeep not only tumbled down a hill, but the back of the Jeep was turned such that the back was pointing down the hill. This put the front grill towards the top of the hill and Interstate. I didn’t know if it was five feet or a hundred yards away, but I knew that “Up” was where help would come from.

Alex crawled aligned himself up between the front bucket seats, he was able to duck down under the stick shift that was now sticking down from above. Then he was able to turn sideways was able to squeeze to the back seats with Alexi. The slope of the hill was steep enough that He was able to partially slide down to the back seats area and then to the back storage area of the Jeep. With the snow blocking out any light around the jeep, it felt that we had been just been dumped down into a very tight closet, with only the dingy light coming up from the front consul light.

While I had almost no memory of falling into that damn well so many years ago, I still couldn’t help my chronic case of claustrophobia from kicking in. When I say I am claustrophobic, I mean that it has left me catatonic in the past. But I was no longer a kid and years of therapy has got me to the point that before I fall down into that mental rabbit hole that I called my little psychosis, I now can bravely talked myself out of my panic.

I could feel that this time was different. I was injured and the car was trapped in the dark. It would have been oh so easy to freak out. But instead I knew I had to be strong for my kids. They meant everything to me. As Alex’s mother and in reality also the only mother Alexi had really known growing up, it was vital I not lose my shit right now. Interestingly enough, this need actually allowed me to have a break through. I would never again have the mind numbing fear that claustrophobia could bring on.

The tumble down the side of the hill had mixed up all of the things I had tossed in the back of my Jeep, like some bizarre blender. So what Alex actually found on the roof liner of the Jeep (the new floor) was a large pile of equipment like my jumper cables, the jack, spare tire, and the paper contents of the last four visits to McDonald’s. He also found the large zipped duffle bag that I kindly called my survival bag. While banged up a bit, the kids also had their vacation suitcases full of god knows what, but definitely included clean folded spare clothes.

Alexi was the first to cry out that she had finally located our down filled jackets in the mess.

“Got them Mom! I’m getting our gloves and hats out of our pockets also.”

During the winter month’s people throw fashion to the wind and just focus on staying warm. The key is in what they call layering. Dressing in such a way that you can quickly put on or take off appropriate clothes for the temperature around us. While we all were currently dressed in jeans and flannel shirts, with appropriate cotton underwear underneath, we still had to wear our down filled jackets, fir lined leather gloves and wool ski toques just to run from the Jeep to the house.

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