The Fair Weather Friend

As the Friday eleven o’clock newscast started and the typical dose of crime stories unfolded one after the other, Carol shook her head and clucked her tongue. But right after she did, a strange feeling came into Kelly’s body, a feeling like she had just made a mistake and would regret it. Carol knew if she wanted to play amateur detective she would need to make the first move. When the police finally left after a bazillion questions, his father turned to him sternly. “Stephen, what is going on here?” “It’s nothing, Dad, no big deal.