Kim walked in the room, not even looking worried. "Why isn't he coming up the driveway?"
"Oh, he can't. I blocked the driveway. Let's walk down to meet him."
The man was just exiting his Cadillac when we approached.
"What is going on here?" he bellowed.
I looked at Tex, waiting for him to explain.
"Sir, I had a party. It got out of hand. I really like Kim, so I am really sorry for everything."
"Are you ok, Kim?" Mr. Arnold said.
"Yes, daddy. Texas was a gentleman. It's just practically the whole school came."
"Well, we'll discuss it further when we get home. Go get in the car."
With that, Kim kissed Tex on the cheek and got into the passenger seat.
"Was there alcohol at this party, boy?" He spat the words out. I stepped closer.
"Yes sir," Tex admitted. "But neither of us drank. I promise."
"And you allowed it?" Mr. Arnold turned to me.
Before I could answer, Tex interjected. "No sir. This is my big brother, Mason. He plays for the University of Tulsa and he was away at a game. He didn't know anything about the party. He broke it up when he got home. He had us call you."
The man looked back at me, stuck out his hand to shake mine, and said, "Thanks for the call. Sorry about all that. I have four older sons. I am used to their shenanigans. Girls, though…they're tougher."
I nodded. "Four boys? Man, I can hardly keep this one alive. How did you manage?"
"The Lord," he said seriously, and then smiled. "And a belt."
"Got it," I replied.
"Good night," he called as he got back in his car.