The longer Allie thought about what had happened in the forest, the more angry she became. By the time she and Matt had arrived home, she was fuming. Allie stormed inside ahead of Matt, kicking off her boots and throwing her coat onto a living room chair before flopping onto the sofa.
“I can’t believe that i***t brought a gun. What was he thinking? I know Bobby was told to do no Bigfoot hunting while he was here, and then he did that. Freaking moron,” Allie ranted.
“I agree with everything you said,” Matt told her as he tossed his coat over hers and sat beside her. “But it is over, and no one got hurt, which is the important part.”
“I know, and you’re right. It just ticks me off every time I think about what Bobby did. He could have killed someone,” Allie huffed as Matt wrapped his arms
