I couldn’t hear her.

But I could read her lips.

Before I looked away, a figure rushed past me!

It was Mr. Baker.

Shattering sounds echoed from the living room and it was followed by faint sounds of an argument.

I heard my name and Richard’s name and they seemed to be talking about online revelations.

All of a sudden Mr. Baker shouted angrily, “She’s being spoiled and willful, do you have to act like a fool too? Making her kneel outside in this ...