"We're traveling, and make sure to stay home and not repeat what you did last time," Dad warned the devil.
"Yes, boss," he replied, glancing at me. With that, I made up my mind, I wouldn’t go. I’d call Oliver and tell him.
"Stay safe, children," Mom said, and they both left.
"I heard there's a party tonight," he said. We had become more civil toward each other lately.
"Yeah, I heard," I replied sadly, slumping onto the sofa.
"So, will you be going?" he asked. I just shook my head. He smiled and sat opposite me.
About an hour later, nearing the time Oliver mentioned, I received his call.
"So, are you ready?" he asked.
"No, I’m not coming," I said, bracing myself for his reaction.
"What? Why?" he asked, clearly disappointed.
"The last party was a disaster, so I don’t want to go." I
