Melissa swallowed hard and touched her lips. Benji looked at the floor, trying to make himself as invisible as possible if he was to witness a family teenage-makeup feud. She about-faced and stormed from the room, and Benji traced her path across the house by her heavy and stomping footfalls.
“I’m sorry, Benji,” Gwen said.
Benji waved away her apology. “It’s fine, ma’am. And we’ll meet my sister and her friend at the new coffee shop at Redman’s Place, and then all four of us might go to the arcade or something.”
“I love Sweet Insani-Tea.”
Travis snickered and shook his head and stood. “Well, Benji, it was a pleasure to meet you. Make sure Mel’s home by ten.”
“Will do, sir.”
“You can wait here for her. I’m sure she’ll only be a sec,” Travis added, shooting his wife a look of disconten
