We traveled for the next three days across the country, stopping only for gas, food, and a hotel so we could get some sleep. I was enjoying the different scenery the country was offering, from the desert sand to the Rockie mountains, to the grasslands of the prairies. We crossed over the mighty Mississippi River and across the Appalachian Mountains. We went through New England until we got to Maine. I never knew he was from here.
“We are almost there,” he said, smiling at me from the driver’s seat. “Several more hours, and we will be at the house. I already called ahead and asked for the guest suite to be ready for you. Don’t be afraid to ask for anything when we are there. My friend Mary will make sure you are comfortable.”
“Thank you, Devon,” I said, smiling back at him. Guest suite? S
