“Okay thanks.” I said stumbling around a little. He put his hands on my back to help steady me. I felt really lightheaded and sick.
“You okay?” he asked. I just nodded. We walked out of my room and went into the kitchen. My mom was bustling about from the stove to the sink.
“What are you cooking?” I asked. It looked like a lot of food just for dinner. She jumped, not realizing we were here.
“Oh hi, just some stuff for our trip.” She said continuing to work.
“Trip? What trip?” I asked.
“Your father and I are going to the beach with the ____”she said now stirring something on the stove.
“Wait…I’m not going? I asked.
“No…” she looked up at me’ “Cate we told you about this trip a while ago.”
“You’re leaving me here by myself?”
“Yes…Cate you’ve stayed home alone plenty of times, it’s no different.” She said going back to her pot. I looked at her in disbelief even though she couldn’t see me.
“Yes it is! Someone threw a rock through my bedroom window last night!” I said getting very close to yelling.