Ethan looked at her with a hint of amusement before responding "A brief history of Grimholt. Educate yourself, Little Trouble. I would rather not spend the next few days listening to you ask stupid questions."
Lydia clenched her jaw but started flipping through the pages. The town was not big. Barely a town at all. The population was small. Grimholt was barely a dot on the map. No malls, no fancy restaurants, no nightlife. Just forests, old roads, and a handful of historical sites that probably hadn't seen visitors in years.
Lydia's stomach sank. This was where they were spending their project?
She turned to Ethan. "Why here?" she asked slowly. "I thought you would pick somewhere more…I don't know."
Ethan smirked. "More what?"
She hesitated, searching for the right words.
