( he slid off his backpack, gently resting it on the ground by the couch. one last sweep of the entire room before he follows her. he did notice his parents right away. neither even noticed him stepping inside.)
what is going on?
( sits down on the curb, his hand digs into the backpack as he hands her his phone so she could see the phone number.)
i tried. they’re busy. we got some family member visiting…mom’s been all nervous about it.