Chapter 18
Save me from the Hellions!
Two days later, they released me from the hospital with another week of school off, but I still had to see a therapist. No matter how hard I tried to get out of it, they forced me to go.
The Fire Marshall investigated the fire, and he deemed it an arson. Yeah, no s**t, Sherlock. It wasn’t like we didn’t see a Molotov cocktail chucked through our living room. They questioned us to see if any of us did it. The guys were less than thrilled to have people accuse them of setting the fire, especially Dad. Mom pointed out that it was a standard operating procedure. Yeah, they could shove their processes up to their ass because we were without a home now.
Life at the Frazier house was, um, exciting, especially with the hellions. What was even better? Mack
