I pushed Zion away, "Mushy much?" I say, holding him at arms length. Then I noticed the new kid backing away. Great. Just peachy. I could tell right now that Zion was going to be a problem. Hopefully he doesn't scare the kid completely off.
Then someone spoke up behind me, a soft, almost hissing voice. The person it came from was just as creepy, and I could sense a dangerous aura around her.
He went to the park? ...Now?
As if to confirm my scepticism, lightning flashed in from the window. I counted, and exactly five seconds later, thunder rumbled in the distance. I'm tempted to just let the whole thing go. To forget apologies and just go home and dry off would be so much easier, but I knew that if I wanted to get any sleep tonight, or for the next seven years for that matter, I'd have to right this.
Just then Dad came up to me, and I could tell I was going to get a speech from either him or Mom, and if I'm lucky- both.