Flynn
It was Tuesday afternoon. I had gotten home from school and was sitting in the lounge room text messaging Lilah while Harry played his video game on the television. I had not been able to think of anything but Lilah since Sunday afternoon. Even at warrior training tonight, I kept vagueing out and daydreaming. I noticed Dad glaring at me a few times.
The front door opened and Harry and I gave each other knowing looks.
Dad was home.
"Well, well, well... Look what we have here! My two strapping boys!" Dad greeted us cheerily as he hung his bag on the coat rack.
Something is not right. Jett stated nervously.
"Hi Dad." Harry replied, not taking his eyes off of the video game. Bad move. Dad walked over to the television and switched it off at the powerpoint.
"Hey!" Harry groa
