I didn’t need this right now. I really didn’t. I blew up. I went, “Quit dreaming, would you? Nobody stole anything! You might have time for this garbage, but I don’t. I’m leaving! I’ve got to redo my entire stupid project thanks to...” I shook my head. I shut my mouth. I didn’t want to get into it with her right now. I kicked the beanbag chair and stuff sprayed out as if it was choking on a mouthful of crackers. Andy went, “Cy-ril!” I just waved my hand at her and went, “While I’m gone, do something useful, why don’t you, and clean your room! It’s a pigsty.” Somebody had to be the grown-up around here. I stormed out of the apartment. I didn’t even look around to see if Biff was hiding in the bushes anywhere. I was sick of adults and their childish behavior. This was like recess at the Big Baby Daycare or something. I had one kid playing Make Believe, another one playing Hide-and-Go-Seek and another one who was having major teething trouble. Get me out of here.
