don’t know. Sadie started crying and ran down the hallway. She looked like she was hurt but we haven’t caught her yet,” John said in a very convincing performance. I was surprised how easily he managed to lie to our father. I looked up, expecting lightening to strike any moment.
“Jeff, something’s wrong with Sadie,” my dad said and the office cleared out. The adults quickly descended the stairs in search for the howling girl . John looked at me and I took a deep breath, then slipped inside the forbidden room.
I was terrified of getting caught. It wasn’t like my parents would beat me or anything but they’d look at me with those disapproving eyes, which was much worse than a spanking. At least with a spanking, you didn’t have to wonder if your parents would ever trust you again.
When I’d cheated the one and only time in my life , they’d looked at me like I’d destroyed their trust. I wanted them to spank me or yell at me, to do something other than be disappointed. They never did. They just shook their heads and told me to go to my room. I remember lying there for hours, sobbing into my pillow. Mom eventually came in and told me she was so disappointed in me, which made me cry even harder.
She pulled me into her arms and told me she hoped it would never happen again. I promised her there was no way it would. Her comforting me made it somehow worse. I wanted to make her disappointment go away. From that moment forward I never even thought about doing the smallest thing that could be construed as cheating.
I crept into the room and slipped under the desk, scooting myself deep inside the hole. It was really dark under there and I started getting a bit freaked out at the thought of spiders crawling all over me. John forbade me from talking into the radio but I needed to make sure he was there. The adults weren’t back in the room yet.
“John, you’re there , right?” I whispered.
“Yes, now quiet. They’re coming,” he whispered back and was silent. I heard the door open and the adults stepped back inside.
“I hope she’ll be okay,” my mom said.
“She didn’t know what happened. I think she stubbed her toe but I couldn’t find any marks. She couldn’t be faking those tears , though,” Megan said.
“The boys are keeping an eye on her and we’re only a door away,” my dad said.
“Of course. We need to finish this meeting. I know the more we meet like this with the children around , the more suspicious they become ,” Greg spoke up.
“Okay, back to where we were. All the animals are in place. The produce is doing much better than I imagined it would. I’ve also scouted the area and the seedlings we scattered throughout the forest are blending in well. One of the reasons for that location is the vast supply of food,” my dad said.
I stayed in my hiding spot, even more confused. What were they talking about? Nothing they said was making any sense. Were they planning a garden? Were we all worried about nothing? It seemed to be the case at that particular moment.
“I have a large shipment to pick up on Friday. Who’s available to come with me?” Jeff asked. Several voices spoke up and said they could go. What could he be picking up? I sat frozen in my hiding spot for an hour. I was getting more freaked out by the minute. At one point I felt something tickling my arm and nearly screamed.
I don’t know how I was able to hold in the cry. I scratched my arm and felt a tear fall down my face. I just wanted them to finish so I could get out of there. The first thing I was going to do