James had been thinking about this, as well. Josh had said there would be no more surprises or notes, but he hardly thought that simply showing up at some old cabin was going to lead them to some epiphany.
“Musty. I think the girls are going to hate it.”
“Except Mar,” offered Drew, opening his eyes again. “You know, with the barn and everything. She’s used to a more rustic place.”
“Even she might object,” said James. “With no horses around to distract her—”
“Or Matt,” interjected Drew with a chuckle.
“I think it’s going to be boring more than anything else. When was the last time you had no internet. No phone. No partying. No work? No nothing?”
“There. Stop.”
James pulled up at the unmarked box. Without thinking twice, he jumped out and opened it.
“This is the place. Mike Winthrop.
