... thoughts going through his head.
"Kids. There is something I need to tell you." Bob finally broke the silence.
"What is it dad?" Violet asked.
"Your mother and I have been called for a very special presentation in Washington D.C. We will be leaving shortly after dinner. Now I know you two will behave yourselves over the weekend while we are gone. Right? Or do I need to call a baby sitter?"
"No! Not a baby sitter!" They chimed in unison.
"Good. Well we are taking Jack-jack with us. So you only have to take care of yourselves."
After the dishes are done their parents pack some clothes and head out. They say their goodbyes and leave. Dash heads straight to his room preparing for the worse. Violet decides to put her plan into action. She starts to make her way to Dash’s room. When she gets there she finds his door is locked. She knocks on the door.
"What do you want?" came Dash’s voice.
"I just want to talk." She replies.
"Fine." She hears him unlock the door. She turns the knob and opens the door. She glides into the room. Dash is sitting on his bed staring at the floor. She steps in front of him. Placing her hand on his face she tilts his head up so their eyes meet.
"I’m sorry," he said.
"Sorry for what?" she asked coyly.
"For looking at you naked in the shower. Thank you for not telling mom and dad this time."
"You know I should have…"
"Then why didn’t...