But as quickly as that thought had bubbled up, I stamped it back down. Exciting as this all was, I still wasn’t convinced that exciting was what I wanted. Florida was normal. Florida was where my friends were. Where Abi was. Florida was comfortable, and that didn’t seem so bad.
After I helped Val clean up, I assisted Walter as he finished setting up our amenities. There wasn’t much, but I liked to keep my hands busy, and it wasn’t as if I could surf the Internet or catch up on a TV series. It felt good to be useful, even if it was only making sure our food was organized and the cots were set up properly.
“What now?” I asked, following Walter back down the short hallway.
“We wait,” he answered, glancing over his shoulder.
I frowned. “What are we waiting for?”
“Fenris,” Gilbert answered
