From intense anticipation the weekend came crawling like a senile tortoise, as if reluctant to leave its slumber, even though sluggish it arrived and so did Elara's big anticipated day. The day they were going on the trip.
"Elara let's go, we've got quite a distance to cover to where we are going" Flynn shouted from downstairs.
"Coming!" Elara yelled in reply, then in no second came running down with a small duffle bag in tow.
"Let's go"
"You didn't forget anything did you?" Marcus asked knowingly
"no I didn't, I'm not that forgetful" she shook her head.
"Oh yeah? Your phone is sitting on the dining table" with an incredulous look he pointed out. She playfully stuck her tongue out at him then rushed back and grabbed it. Ready and well prepared they began their journey.
