"Elliot!" Simon, Fil's father, yelled at his son, who was sneaking out of their home. "Where are you going? I told you to help me out of here before you go!"
Elijah winced as he looked back at his father near the barn. "Mom told me to run her an errand!"
"Ah!" Simon nodded in understanding, waving. "Fine. Go!"
Elijah sighed as he watched his father carry a stack of hays to the back of his truck.
"Never mind," he grumbled, jogging to where his father was.
"Oh, why are you here?" asked Simon. "Do what your mother told you to do."
"It's okay. She's only asking me to ask the neighbor if they wanted some cupcakes. She's making some to send to Fil," Elijah explained as he rushed to the stack of hays to help his father load it in the truck.
Simon smiled subtly. "Son, if you want to go somewhere and it's important, you should go."
