Sinking Feeling

“Before you embark on your adventure, please hand me your phones and anything else you don’t want to get wet,” said the man in the sailor’s uniform. “We’ll protect your belongings while you navigate your way to safety.” He brandished a plastic bin.

James was tense.

When Hayley suggested they do an escape room, pride and insecurity kept James from telling her that being trapped against his will was essentially a waking nightmare for him. He could have said no, could have made an excuse, but he hadn’t quite figured out saying “no” to Hayley. He’d had no need to. He was crazy about her and so far “yes” had served him just fine.

Little Montster

Even as little Montgomery climbed from the back seat, David still hadn’t come to terms with the situation. He couldn’t believe Patrick trusted his son to his care, even for one day. Just keep him alive for twenty four hours, David told himself. That’s all you need to do.

“Alright Montster, I’ll be back to pick you up tomorrow. I promise we can do whatever you want for the rest of the weekend,” Patrick said, kneeling in front of Montgomery.

“Ok.”

“Now I need you to behave for Uncle David. Can you do that for me?”

“I guess so.”