“Can you hear yourself? You sound like a fricking robot! What are you going to do down here, anyway? This place is too cluttered to work in.”
“I’ll clean it. And then I’ll work. I must work….”
“Yeah, I know, hard and fast. What are you going to work on that’s more important than me?”
“My idea is more important than anything,” said Chris. “I’ll make a product that will be popular around the world. Everybody will want it. But I need ingredients.”
Angie shook her head and hurried to the stairs. Travis scrambled out of the basement stairwell before she saw him and waited in the kitchen like he was just coming in. When Angie came upstairs, she was crying. Travis didn’t like to see her sad, so he hugged her. She hugged him back so hard he thought she’d squeeze him to death.
“Travis, you’re
