During dinner, I couldn't stop fidgeting. My eyes went from left to right, and the food refused to go down.
"Is the food not good?" Kai asks.
"No. No," I responded. "The food is super yummy!" I shove the food into my mouth. I couldn't taste it.
The attention is on me. I place down the fork. "I have something to say."
I've stalled it as long as possible. I should tell them before it blasts all over the news. I'm not surprised if there are cameras all over our front house right now.
Mom exhales softly, "I guess you want to talk about the fugitive in the house now."
"Fugi...tive?" Kai question. "Me?" He points the fork at himself.
Dad messes up his hair, "You smart boy."
Kai smiled softly and ate his broccoli.
"You two knew?"
Mom chuckles, "Well, his poster is plaster all over town.
