"When is the last time you were in Bangor?" Huxley asks, turning off the expressway.
When we woke up this morning, and he said he had a surprise for me, I won't lie I worried. So far, surprises from Huxley have included walking into precarious situations or waving fake guns at people who broke into my apartment. I wasn't quite sure I could handle another Huxley surprise.
After a quick shower he hustled me into the car and we took off on the freeway. It wasn't until we started driving inland and I noticed the signs for Bangor I realize we had to be going to the famous town. There's not a lot of places in Maine to visit.
"Um..." I think very hard on how to answer his question. "In high school. I distinctly remember Katy and I getting in the car and coming to shop on more than one occasion
