Neither Remy nor Lane wanted to linger at the airport, and with keys to a rental car in Remy’s pocket, all of Honolulu was at their disposal. Now it felt as if their vacation could really begin. Remy couldn’t call it a pre-honeymoon, not with Braden in tow, but he hadn’t wanted to leave his son with his parents if he didn’t even know where they were going to be staying. A camper might be fun for them, but if Kate showed up and wanted to know where their son was, Remy knew his ex-wife well enough to know he better have an answer for her…or else. And “with my parents” wouldn’t cut it. He had enough headaches already; he didn’t need any more.
So they found a nice little local place to eat, bypassing the McDonald’s Braden wanted to stop at. “You can eat a Happy Meal back home,” Remy told him.
