“Oh, shit,” Matthew says, and I look at what he’s looking at, and I see that Caroline is charging into the arena with my mother following her. “This doesn’t look good,” he says. “I know that walk,” he continues. “It’s not a good walk.” “I think she’s charging,” I say under my breath, and I see Caroline look around. When she finally spots me, I smile at her, but all she does is glare. “Oh, I definitely know that look,” Matthew says. “Just say you're sorry.” He tries to talk fast. “Doesn’t matter if you don’t know what it’s about, just say sorry.”
