Page 38 of The Legend
“What thefuck happened last night?” I finally asked when I noticed a hole in the wallright below the clock behind Sway.
Castenshrugged shoving a leftover piece of pizza in his mouth. “What? We had a fewpeople over.”
“We?”
“Yeah, meand...Arie,” as soon as he said Aries’ name hisexpression changed to panic but he wasn’t letting on. “Willie and Tommy arehere too.”
“We, as inyour mother and I, specifically told you no parties.”
“I toldyou I was going to have a party.”
“And Itold you no,” I said sternly. This “hardline” parent shit was hard for me, butI was trying. “...and you agreed.”
“That’sbullshit.” Casten laughed, “I never said anything like that.”
“Regardless.I told you no parties.”
“Hmmm,” helooked up at the ceiling. “I don’t recall hearing that part of theconversation.”
Spencer, soaked,stumbled inside after that and then fell on the floor in front of us. He curledup on the carpet in the family room and went back to sleep mumbling somethingabout the sprinkler system.
“Let’stalk about the drugs that went on here.” I said when Sway kept nudging me inthe ribs.
“Whatdrugs?” He tried to look innocent, I’ll give him that much.
“No way,you’re not back-dooringme on this shit. I know youdid drugs last night.”
Helaughed, “You’re always so mature about things dad.”
“You’reright,” I looked at Sway, “we should have beaten him.”
Casten’sphone rang and he quickly turned it off as if it wasn’t the person he wanted totalk to.
“Do youthink it’s his drug dealer?” Sway whispered in my ear.
“What? No.I don’t.” I looked around the room. “Where’s Arie?”
“Don’t bemad?” Casten’s eyes grew wider.
“Why?”
“I saiddon’t be mad.” Casten’s eyes did that pleading look he was so good at.
I steppedtoward him, his hands rose and the confession spilled. “I accidently left herat the gas station last night. I’m sure she’ll be home soon.”
“How didyou leave her at the gas station? You don’t have a license.”
“Aboutthat...”
“Casten,”I looked at Sway and then back to our son. By my hard expression and flushed appearance,he knew damn well I meant business. “You better not have touched my Mustang!”
He backedaway. “Your Mustang is locked up and you have the only key. Now your GTO, itseems to have been misplaced.”
“Misplaced?”
“Don’tworry, dad. Van will find it.”
Swayinterrupted. “How did the street catch on fire?”
