ETHAN
"Have you locked up the kitchen?" Andrew asked, still looking around the living room in search of something that was out of place. I nodded, pulling the two small traveling bags we were using for the weekend-long trip to the front door of the cabin.
Andrew nodded, checking his watch. "We'll make it there in about three to four hours. I'm not exactly sure..." Andrew trailed with a sigh.
It was about one in the morning and the two-day convention was starting in the early evening hours. Even though Ethel had tried to reason with Andrew to take a flight, Andrew had declined, deciding to take the train which he was familiar with.
"I'll call Ethel to tell her we're about to leave," he informed me, taking his phone out of his pocket to do the necessary.
I watched as Andrew discussed wi
