Chapter 2
I wasn’t sure if I had ever traveled with someone as hyper as Connor. I’d managed to get us two seats next to each other in first class when we got to the airport. Connor had never flown first class before and so it was a particular treat for him. He bounced and fidgeted the entire five hour flight.
The other thing about Connor I found out was he did not travel light. He’d arrived with two large suitcases and a carry-on which was probably more the size of a normal suitcase.
“My God, what have you got in all of those?” I’d demanded as we stood in line to check-in.
“My clothes, of course,” Connor said, rolling his eyes at me.
“We’re only going for two weeks.”
“Yes, two whole weeks!”
It definitely sounded longer when he said it. But I’d learned in our over three years of frie
