Marcie knew the reasoning, and it did make sense, but for some reason a plane felt more vulnerable. A short trip guarded by heavy security was much safer than a long trip where every toilet stop was a chance for someone to grab them. And much faster.
“Sure,” she said in response to Much’s offer. She was trying to picture Much in her parents’ home, the house she grew up in, and failing; although she knew he would charm her mother to absolute bits. “Give us a chance to settle in and we’d love to have you.”
Remembering that Kaden was the same age as her middle brother Adrian was also very weird. Kaden seemed a lot older, somehow. He was also being very quiet as he looked around the van. She wondered what he was seeing, being in Much’s space like this. “Seatbelt on,” she said, trying to be as much like a guardian as she could manage.