*REMINDER: I'll be writing this mini arc in third person point of view, omniscient. So we'll have access to all thoughts and experiences. Focus will be on Mrs. Atkins. Also, I'll be using her first name.*
The plane ride was quick and easy, not even a few hours long. Mary and her eldest son, Zeke, didn't hit any turbulence or had any delays. The only thing she didn't like was how late the flight was and how much traffic there was in Los Angeles even though it was the middle of the night. They arrived at the hotel and promptly checked in. Mary reserved a two twin bedroom even though her son would only stay with her for the first night.
Mid-morning, they both woke up, showered, went down for breakfast, and that's when she got a call from her husband. Mary listened as he told her about last nights happenings and how he had decided to ground them.
