"We really don't plan to stay," Miranda said. "We just wanted to buy some stuff."
"And what stuff would that be?" Billy asked, his smile diminishing.
Miranda shrugged. "We don't really know. We've never done this before."
"Done what before?" Bobby asked before Miranda could finish her sentence. Suddenly, she sensed danger, as did Barbie.
"A friend of ours told us you could sell us some... stuff," Barbie said lightly, betraying her nervousness.
"Oh... some stuff," Billy said, as if suddenly understanding her. "We've got some stuff, don't we, bro?" Bobby nodded. "I'll be right back." Billy disappeared into the kitchen.
"You know," Miranda said, "maybe this was a bad idea. I think we'll be going." But before they turned to leave, Billy reappeared with a twelve gauge shotgun and aimed it
