MAINE AIRPORT

POV DESMOND

I sighed as we took out seats at the airport. I wasn't ready for reality to set back in. I had wanted the weekend to last longer. Maybe even forever.

Nathaniel had been quiet as we had packed up to leave. I had called a repairman to come to look at the cameras before we had left. I made sure that Nathaniel was in the car before he turned them back on. It seemed a mouse had chewed through one of the main wires.

I glanced over at Nathaniel and ...