Vacation to Iceland

The Gray family was in a frenzy. It was time for Stephen and Anna to leave the city, and they were running behind schedule. Mrs. Gray was barking orders at the maids, who were frantically packing suitcases. Zach the butler was trying to keep everyone calm, but it was no use. The tension was thick in the air.

"Where is Stephen?" Mrs. Gray demanded, her voice echoing through the sitting room. "He should have been back by now."

"I'm sure he's on his way, Ma," Zach said. "Surely, he wouldn't miss this flight."

But Mrs. Gray wasn't so sure. She had a bad feeling about this. Stephen had left to run an errand with his father in the company earlier that morning, against her better judgment. He was traveling today, so why not leave work and focus on the trip? He was just as stubborn as his father and for him, the company always came first.

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Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Stephen arrived. He didn’t look like he was worried about his late arrival and that met disapproving l