"I can explain, Jeremy!" I squeaked.

Jeremy scoffed and shook his head in disbelief. "You're causing trouble when we're trying to solve a problem!"

"They came here to help us!"

But Jeremy didn't give me a chance to speak. He walked off with the patrol leader while Dad half dragged me inside.

"Have you thought about Aurora and Albert?" Dad's voice was soft - not judgmental, just concerned.

I took a deep breath and looked at Michael. A small sigh escaped his nose as he walked beside me, Michael's head bowed.

"You're hurt too. What if you were hurt worse and didn't survive?" Dad continued. "Let's treat your wounds first—yours...