As I walked up the front steps, I could hear voices coming from inside. Mom and Dad must be home early, I thought. And I figured that meant that they'd be wondering where I was.
"Hey, Leah!" I yelled, as I walked through the door.
My father smiled at me and waved. He was sitting on the couch, watching TV while my mother cooked dinner in the kitchen. I looked into the living room and saw my brother, Jacob, sitting on the floor.
"Where've you been?" he asked.
"I'm sorry," I said. "I lost track of time, and ended up being late."
Jacob looked at me for a second, then shrugged.
"Oh well," he said. "You're here now."
"I missed you guys," I said. "How was school?"
"Pretty good," my brother answered. "We had English class, and then we watched a movie. We finished early, so I hung out with
