CHAPTER 25
NOBODY TALKED ABOUT Marcos or any of the Abernathys as they piled into Carl’s maroon Honda. While Woong let out an occasional protest to tell his parents he was hungry, Carl and Sandy debated where they should go. The fire marshal hadn’t cleared their home yet, and the arson investigation was still ongoing. Nick’s place had worked on short notice, but Kennedy was glad that nobody was seriously talking about staying there long-term.
“I say we splurge and get a hotel room,” Carl was saying. “I’ll be at my office, but you and Woong can spend your days in the pool. I think he’d like swimming, don’t you?”
“I’d have to buy him trunks,” Sandy mused. “And we still haven’t finished our back-to-school shopping. Did you know that checklist we got from the school has over thirty items on
