Would you believe I was in Canada long enough that I almost forgot how to get to my room in my grandparents’ house? However, I did find my bedroom and none too soon, because as I opened the door, I could hear John’s voice echoing throughout the house.
“What the hell did you want us to do? =
I quickly stepped into my room and closed myself in so that I didn’t have to listen to them arguing and screaming at one another. Even though it wasn’t actually said, I think all three of us knew that there would be hell to pay for, having been gone nearly a full week and a half.
Even with my bedroom door closed I could still partially hear them. So to distract myself from what was being said, I busied myself with unpacking my things and putting them away.