Car ride home

"I can't believe your foolishness." Claudia, Abby's step mom scolded her. They were in the car driving back to her step mother's house. There had been a long cold silence before Claudia had just spoken. "Helping a child to make a bomb! You could have been labelled a terrorist, do you realize that!?"

"I didn't know what he'd do!" Abby said.

"It doesn't matter. Your carelessness and foolishness has cost us both a great deal. I now have to act as your guardian again, and you can bet I won't allow you to make any such foolish mistakes again!"

There was a long silence in the car. Finally Abby nervously spoke.

"Could we go to my house?" She said in a mousy whisper.

"Why?" Her mother asked.

"I.. I need my things. clothes."

"I simply don't have the time." Claudia spoke. "Besides, you dress like a hobo anyways! I'll find you something decent to wear. It'll be fun."

Abby doubted that, but didn't have the nerve to object. Then, she thought of something.

"W... what about my house?" Abby asked.

"Well, there's no point in keeping it. You'll be living with me for the next two years anyways. Besides, it was simply an apartment, not a house. So, we'll have movers put your stuff into storage sometime this week. We'll have to contact your landlord and let him know you'll be moving out."

Abby stared in horror. She was losing all her worldly possessions and her home! Her independence and adult status was disappearing, all because of one bad mistake...