"Where's Sophie?" I hear mum's voice approaching and her footsteps marching with loud thuds. Dad enters into the house, and hugs mum. I slip under the car, and watch them. Mum plasters the smile on her face, still waiting for me. The smile turns to a grin then to a frown.
"Sophie?" Maybe she is chuckling right now. I try to drag myself out through the opposite direction but mom soon turns around, and opens each door of the car.
"Dylan." She calls Dad with a slurry voice.
"Yes, sweetie?" I hear his reply.
"Come over here!" She yelps.
"A minute! I'll be done with this, and come over, okay?" Dad replies and I sigh.
"Come right now!" She yells. "It hurts."
Bloody Liar. One of the reasons I hate her. Oh my goodness, Dad will smell my immature wolf and detect my presence but mom can't.
