CHAPTER 67

Abigail paced around their bedroom, deliberately stomping her legs on the hardwood floor so the noise could wake Marcus up.

"Do you have a problem with you legs or something?" Marcus asked with a grunt.

"Yes!" Abigail yelled.

"We haven't done a single fun thing since we arrived and all you've been obsessed with is trying to ruin the week for Caleb and Jane!"

Marcus sat up in bed and gave her an annoyed stare.

"We're getting back at them for trying to ruin our own vacation."

"And how's that working out for us huh?" Abigail yelled. 

"You thought that drowning Caleb was a smart move but ever...