Erin could have hugged her cousin. Hastily gathering up her bags, she shot to her feet. “Yes, let’s go.”
Just then, her phone rang. Setting the bags back on the ground, she fished it out of her purse and checked the caller I’d.
Speak of the devil.
THIRTY
Ethan watched his mother’s expression change to astonishment as she took in his announcement.
She stood frozen, kettle in hand and stared at her youngest son, the words still slowly sinking into her brain. From Ethan’s expression, she could almost swear her son was just as stunned at the announcement he’d just made if the look on his face was anything to go by.
“You’re bringing someone?” Martha finally recovered enough to repeat Ethan’s words. She set the kettle down, tea forgotten and pinned Ethan with a searching look.
Ethan looke
