“Where are we going?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Wherever they want us to go,” he replied clearly without any care.
I had to say that I wasn’t at all impressed when he reached for a brown A4 size envelope and slid it across the table to me. The envelope was still sealed and I was the one who ripped the flap to get my hands on the content inside. As I had guessed, the booklet inside included very comprehensive details about our upcoming trip. The photos of a sunny beach with attractive blue seawater and a setting sun at the end of the horizon.
“The sea?” I said in wonder.
It wasn’t a bad choice. It was clearly a classic yet classy destination for a honeymoon. I flipped through the pages that contained both photos and word descriptions of what they had planned for us.
“A private tropical island paradise…” I read out loud in case Bradon was wondering where it was that we were going to be sent together.