Suburban Legends: The Golden Child, Book 1

Suburban Legends: The Golden Child, Book 1 — page 3
scared of I mutter to myself inching closer I jump toward the box hoping to surprise whatever’s in there but all I see is a busted drone ricocheting around like a trapped bug I pick it up and walk over to the window This yours I call to the kid standing in the yard next door Duh he’s holding a remote control and hopping up and down frantically Yes kind of Can you bring it down Right now he asks Sure I’d be happy to stop what I’m doing to make your life easier boy I’ve never met before I don’t say it out loud but I definitely think it as I walk downstairs I push open the back door and pass my parents who are shoveling a wheelbarrow full of mulch onto the garden Mom is embarrassingly excited to finally have a place to grow vegetables Dad stops and leans on his shovel What’ve you got there he asks I want to tell him it’s the exact drone I ask for every time there’s a birthday holiday or slightly above-average report card but instead I shrug and say Runaway drone as I head toward the neighbor’s yard Our yard is wide open like the space between the houses but our neighbor’s backyard is hidden by 2