Brianna jumped up in class, rushing out of the room.

"Brianna!" Her teacher called down the hall.

"I'll go check on her," Angela offered, getting up and walking out of the room.

Angela walked into the girl's bathroom as Brian was washing her mouth out.

"Dad must have had fried chicken in the fridge for a week." She dried off her face.

"Do you want to go see the nurse?"

"No, I think I'll be fine."

Brianna tossed her house keys on the counter. "Dad?"

There was no response.

A message was on the answering machine. Pressing the button Bobby's voice came through. "Brian, I'm running to Sturgis to drop off some weapons with Rufus. I'll be home in the morning."

She deleted the message.

Once in her room, she tossed her backpack on the bed and pulled out a brown paper bag.