Chapter Two
I didn’t expect a miracle from our weekend—since all our previous exploits had led to quick fixes and no lasting place for my desires to live. But just making the drive south on that later autumn afternoon made me hope that something different would happen this time. The closer we got to Haliday House, the more I wanted to turn around and go back home; but, at the same time, the closer we got, the more my excitement swelled.
“You said we can do anything we want while we’re there?” Will asked when we were just a few miles away.
“That’s what they said,” I confirmed, being very afraid of what he was thinking.
Will said no more until we pulled up in front of the great grey lady. He was upbeat, but a bit preoccupied, which made me wonder if I had more to fear than my own imagina
