Well, I managed to convince my dad to postpone our hunting trip. I have to admit, I was a little naughty; I told a lie. It's for his own sake, though. I didn't mention Him, or anything related to Him. I said...well, no. I'm not going to mention it here, if only because Ava would tear me to shreds for it, more likely than not. Even I'm pretty ashamed of this, and I don't really feel shame that often. But I do think I made the right choice. I'm looking over at my dad right now, and I've never seen him so...intense.
He hasn't said anything yet, but we're almost home. He said when we get back, we're going to find directions to the bus stop, and a place to eat along the way. Hopefully we'll have Ava's mother picked up before we get home. I've also made calls to my aunt and my uncle; neither of them are especially pleased with the story I told them, either. They said they'd gather up what they can, and hang around for a few days. With any luck, we shouldn't need to keep her past Monday.
We just pulled into our neighborhood, and, surprise surprise, Fisk's guys are hanging out! Some of them don't look especially pleased...yeah, there we go. Just got a death glare through the window for shaking them off. I guess that means I've had a pretty good day.
Daisee, I hope you've been riding the fastest bus you can find. My aunt and uncle said they'll be here in 2 hours. Spender, maybe less. We're going to get you home as fast as we can, and then we're going to see about some Southern hospitality.