“Oh give it a rest already,” Clara grummbled. Byron and Damon started laughing again. Clara turned off the flashlight, and put it in the pocket.
“Well, I don’t think that there’ll be a fight, but I am hungry. I vote we make popcorn,” Jenna said. Clara grinned, and then the girls went down the hall, to the kitchen. The guys followed, snickering all the way.
“You gonna hunt down your brother now?” Damon asked, leaning against the door frame.
“Maybe. Not sure yet,” Jenna replied, putting the popcorn in the microwave. She hit the popcorn button, and the microwave turned on, heating their popcorn.
“I thought your brother was with your parents who are at your grandma’s house,” Clara said, puzzled.
“Yeah. He is,” Jenna said, stunned.
“I told you, it’s a killer,” Byron said.