"What? She wanted your mom to decided if he lived or died."
She shook her head. "He was an evil bastard, but I don't want him to die now. We could turn him in. Everything he's done would get him jailed or killed."
He just nodded.
"Well, I guess that's all." He stood up.
He left the room.
Annie was showing Sammy and the others the wonder of finger-paint.
Camille had gotten them newspaper so they wouldn't get anything.
Liz was supervising.
Kalie came in the house, and immediately looked confused. "Why are they using my paint?"
"This is different paint." Camille explained. "Yours is safe wherever you leave it."
"Hi!" They waved.
"It'll take forever to get used to all of you." Kalie said weakly, waving back.