“Uh-oh,” Wendy muttered to herself as she watched Jeffery looking utterly morose standing by Wes’ car. She braced herself and parked the minivan in the driveway right next to his truck. “Wonder if we’ll have fireworks tonight.”
No sooner had she unbuckled her seat belt and grabbed her purse than her door was flung open. “Hello, Jeffery, you and Stevie just…”
“Where the hell have you been?” Jeffery growled. “Do you have any idea what trouble the girls are getting into?”
