"Alright," agreed Debbie. Glancing at her watch she sighed. "I've got to go to the station. The police want me to answer a few questions. I'll see you later, okay?"
Nancy nodded. "Okay. See you later Debbie."
She watched the older girl leave before turning back to the door. "Last chance to chicken out," she murmured, then giggled. "As if."
Turning the knob she pushed the door open and entered. Scott was sitting up on the bed eating… she blinked. He was eating a small cup of chocolate pudding looking sulky. He looked up.
"They didn't have any other flavors."