“Your yelling, sis,” Theresa replied in as calm a voice as possible.
“It’s just. He’s seventeen and you didn’t tell me about what had happened before. Aren’t I allowed to be upset?”
“You are allowed to be upset, but not with him. I’m sure he is mortified about what happened. Don’t make it worse by being angry with him. I’m sorry I never said anything to you before. We should check on him.”
“Fine, lets get inside and make sure he is ok. I promise to be calm.”
“Thank you, Joan. I’m sure this was just an accident. Nothing more needs to be made of it.”
Joan and Theresa went in to the house and up to Sarah’s bathroom.
“Bobby?” Joan called out.
“In here,” he replied.