(Kim's Point of View)
"Kim," Arthur wheeled himself out from the kitchen, his phone in his lap. I grinned as he came between Mrs. Evans and me.
"Did you receive it?" I inquired, crossing my arms over my chest.
He didn't respond as he looked at his Aunt with a blank gaze. I looked at her, she looked frozen as if her worst nightmare was standing in from of her. Who could have thought, the tough and mighty Mrs. Evans could also get scared? it gave me nothing but utter satisfaction. Now she knew how her medicine tasted and it was bitter.
"Arthur, it's not what you think," She began in a much more panicked tone than I expected. I pressed my lips together.
Arthur showed us the message I send on his phone and pressed the play feature.
"Arthur, No!" Mrs. Evans cried out, snatch
