“Maybe we should call mom?” Sebastian suggested as he stood there, shooting a helpless glance towards his father and uncle who were still off to the side arguing before glancing back at the van to find Mikey still hiding in the back seat.
“We really should,” Mikey seconded from the safety of the van.
“We’ve got this,” his father said firmly, which was seconded by a firm nod by Uncle Reese and a shared fist bump that had Sebastian standing there, licking his lips nervously as he watched his uncle pluck Mikey out of the van, throw her over his shoulder and head towards the mall.
“Let’s go,” his father said, gesturing for him to follow, but he didn’t want to follow.
He didn’t want to go in there for this, because he knew that if he did that he would never be able to look his best friend in the eye again. So, it was for her and her alone that he turned around and-