"Oh my God" Claire whispered in shock.

"Claire, come with me" there was something in her sons' voice. A new confidence she had not heard before.

Stunned the mother took her son by the hand and followed him to the lobby of the hotel. She watched mutely as he stood at the desk and exchanged the small slip of paper for an ornate room key.

Still numb, Claire let her son lead her to the elevator; it wasn't until the doors slid shut in privacy, that she found her voice. "He knows...he knew I would" She whispered.

"Do you want to stop?" Evan asked her. "It's now or never mom"...