Billy wondered if she was serious about telling and if Mrs Wilkins really would “teach him a lesson”. Out of nervousness, he quickly finished off the beer. By then, he was tipsy enough to have lost track of time. So had Johnny. Before they knew it, dark clouds began sweeping in around three o’clock and they jumped on their bikes and raced for home. Unfortunately, the storm came faster than they could pedal and it began pouring when they were still a half mile away. By the time they got home, there was nothing they could do but seek shelter inside and watch the driving rain through the windows. When Mrs Wilkins returned a half hour later, it was still pouring.
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