Chapter 4

As tension hung thick, Larry returned.

Sensing the awkward air, Larry tossed his keys onto the entryway table. "What's going on here?"

Monica's lips moved as if she were about to speak, but I jumped in first.

"Dad, you're just in time. Mom used Ben's sink to wash her socks and wiped her hands with his washcloth. Ben got grossed out and started yelling at her, calling her disgusting. He totally freaked her out," I said.

Larry's face instantly darkened.

He strode right up to Ben, jabbing a finger in his face. "Ben, you little punk. All this unpaid leave…