Plotting

The whole family trooped out of the house after their mother’s loud outburst. The ride back to their house was terse and awkward and no one spoke throughout the entire trip, they were all lost in their individual thoughts and fortunately father had the foresight to not try to be chirpy.

Troy looked at the sullen and contemplative faces of the people around him which he was sure mirrored his own feelings and most likely his own face too. It was really hard to wrap his head around this new information and it felt like he had been hit with a brick.

He took a quick glance at his mom, she was sitting erect, face forward with her jaw clenched so hard that he was afraid that she would get lock jaw. He knew better than to say a word though, when she was ready she would eventually talk to them.

He knew that look well enough to know that she was brainstorming and trying to figure out how to solve her problem and he knew her enough to know that she would find a solution soon enough even though