The two of us stepped out, the tension thick in the air.
"Just so you know what you're walking into," Dennis said, pausing at the bottom of his porch stairs.
"My mom is going to cry. A lot. Over everything. My dad is going to try to console her while keeping a straight face. He'll probably be the one to ask the questions. And then in the end he'll probably cry too. I don't know how I got stuck with these two, but they're definitely on the emotional side of the spectrum."
"You got stuck with them because you're lucky."
He just muttered something incoherent under his breath, using his front door key to open up the door. Taylor was in the kitchen, and his eyes immediately snapped over to us as we walked in. Clarissa was sitting in the living room, but she came into the kitchen, th
