Thankfully, as far as everyone was concerned, Abernathy’s office wasn’t downtown.
“Trying to find a parking space down there blows since it’s Labor Day weekend and the Taste,” Tom proclaimed. He laughed at the looks on the teens’ faces. “I have two daughters, sixteen and twelve. You better believe I know a few if not all of the slang words. Not that I approve of some of them, but what’s a father to do?”
I know what my father would do. Kel clenched his hands into fists, only relaxing them when Terry touched his shoulder and said, “That won’t ever happen again.”
“How did you know what I was thinking?”
“Your expression. It matched how I was feeling.”
By the time they finally arrived at Mr. Abernathy’s office Kel was so on edge it took everything he had just to get out of the pastor’s car
