The drive down to Cape Cod took about three hours after we had stopped. So, a decent amount of time was spent in the car. We mainly just talked about what we were planning on doing once we got there. Being that only Isaac knows our real intentions on why we even went on a road trip in the first place; we couldn’t really discuss anything about that just yet. Hopefully, everything will go smoothly.
"Are we there yet," I ask carter again for the millionth time, just to get on his nerves.
"Yes," he says with not taking his eyes off the road, his hand still warm in mine. We are simply just sitting together relishing the quiet we have until we get to the Cape Cod mystery house. To say that I'm nervous is an understatement.
"Ok, tell me when we get there then," I say letting my arm ha
