Ethan watched his mother's expression change to pure astonishment as she took in his announcement.
She stood frozen, kettle in hand and stared at her youngest son, the words still slowly sinking into her brain. From Ethan's expression, she could almost swear her son was just as stunned at the announcement he'd just made if the look on his face was anything to go by.
"You're bringing someone?" Martha finally recovered enough to repeat Ethan'swords. She set the kettle down, tea forgotten and pinned Ethan with a searching look.
Ethan looked dazed, as though he couldn't believe he'd told her that. Then he straightened his shoulders in that way that Martha knew all too well and returned her look with an implacable one of his own.
"Yeah,I am." Ethan replied, a stubborn glint entering his eye
