I slowly get on my feet, as Jacob stalk to my closet.
He hold a hand out to signal silence. Deborah and I watch him go closer and slowly grab the knob, he glance back at us and we half nod.
Then flings the cupboard open. We all prepare to scream, he look at the maker of the sound and let out a huge sigh of relief before our faces turn to scowls.
"What where you thinking Sammy?!" Deborah scolds.
"We've been looking for you everywhere! We thought you were kidnapped! Dang it!" Jacob half yells.
"That was not cool." I shake my head at him.
"Sorry." He huff while getting out of the closet.
Deborah sigh. "David told me about this morning, why do you think that way?" She ask him.
Sammy looks up and chew on his button lip with a small shrug. "I wanted you to help me grab the candies in the fridge but you were busy staring at the baby, so I didn't want to stay anymore." He explains.
