FIFTY FIVE: REBELLION

There was no dinner for us that night. Mrs Harley insisted we go get our dinner elsewhere. Despite our pleas, she stood on the ground that we were going to bed without dinner. Peter tried to apologize to her but she shouted him down. She looked so upset it was unsettling. Actually it was only unsettling because I was scared she'd report to my mom. If she did, mom would come fetch me immediately. I didn't want that at all. I wanted to spend my holidays with Miranda because as soon the summer was over, she'd be gone, with her family. Mrs Harley claimed her daughter was too stubborn to apologize, and despite that I apologized in her stead, she didn't listen to me. Not that I supported her rebellion. I was especially worried that what we were about to do was dangerous. That's what I thought at first. But as time went on, I thought it was dumb. No longer dangerous. Dumb, just dumb. But Miranda did say that dumb things which were equally interesting were a lot of fun. So, why not try? I m