"Hi Lily," Lawrence greeted.
"Young master, you're home!" Lily said warmly, getting up to walk over to Lawrence. "Why are you getting home so late?" she asked.
"I was playing basketball with my friends at the courts nearby," he answered.
With Lily's keen sense of observation, she knew he wasn't fibbing. 'I can smell the faint scent of sweat on him, and he has some dust. He is telling the truth, ' she said to herself.
"Alright then, I will fix your dinner while you go upstairs and take a shower. It'll be ready soon, so hurry up," Lily said smiling.
"Okay," Lawrence responded. Lawrence stood until Lily was in the kitchen, then he went into the living room.
"Violet, Mom said you aren't allowed to watch TV more than an hour," chided Lawrence.
"Today was an exception because you were late," Violet snapped continuing to watch the cartoon. Then she turned to look at him saying,"Lawrence, what makes you think that you can lecture me? You're late too!"
"Because, I'm your brother and I'm older than you," Lawrence replied flatly as he plopped down next to Violet.
"Oh my god!" Violet screeched, pinching her nose immediately,"You smell disgusting! What did you do, Lawrence?"
"I was playing basketball," answered Lawrence.
"Go take a shower. You stink! The smell is too strong. I can't bear it!" Violet scowled as she griped.
Lawrence smirked, thinking Violet's behavior was amusing, and with an impish grin, he moved closer to her,"How about now?" he asked mischievously.
"Get away from me! Go! Get yourself cleaned up! I am hungry and want to eat dinner," Violet ordered, shoving Lawrence back.
"Okay, okay!" Lawrence said. He didn't wanna tease his sister, and reminded himself, 'If she gets mad, she'll call dad and complain, and dad always takes her side.'
"I'll be back soon, and we can have dinner together," Lawrence said to Violet.
"Okay, then I can watch TV a little longer," Violet replied excitedly.
Looking over at Lawrence as he walked up the stairs, Violet shouted,"Don't mind me, Lawrence. Take your time!"
"Didn't you just get through saying you were hungry?" asked Lawrence confused. 'What is she talking about?' he wondered.
"Cartoons are way more important than dinner!" replied Violet. She stuck her tongue out at Lawrence, and ignored the angry look on his face.
Up in the bathroom, Lawrence stood under the spray of water in the shower, letting it wash the dirt away. His expression was troubled as he stared off at nothing, lost in thought. 'Is what they told me correct? How can I believe such cruel rumors? Even if I disregard what the other boys said though, I trust Mike, and I know he would never lie to me. Then there's the fact that Rebecca said Mike told her my parents went to Hong Kong. But, Mike said he didn't tell anyone. Who should I believe?
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