Ethan let out a loud “Hey!” as the dog took a chomp on him. The dog seemed just as surprised as Ethan at what had happened. A man’s voice yelled the dog’s name and the dog cowered back into the garage.
“You all right?” the man who yelled at the dog asked.
“I think so,” Ethan said clutching his stomach. He lifted up his shirt to see a few tooth marks but nothing was bleeding.
“Sorry about that,” the man said. “Here, come inside and clean that up.” The man yelled out a lady’s name and said “Your dumb dog bit the paper boy.”
A lady with weird makeup on her eyes brought Ethan into the house and apologized over and over. She showed him the bathroom and gave him a washcloth. Ethan wiped his wound with soap and water. It was then Ethan remembered he was supposed to be finding out stuff about the inside of the house.
Ethan noticed that the bathroom had the same layout as his house. Even the tiles on the floor were the same. The man and woman were yelling at each other in the living room. Ethan couldn’t hear it all, but he did catch something about not needing any more trouble with the police right now.
Ethan took his time in the bathroom, simply because he felt awkward walking out into a fight. When the voices calmed, Ethan made his move and came out of the bathroom.
“Are you OK?” the woman asked.
“I’m fine,” said Ethan.
“You sure?” she asked.
“Yeah, it’s fine. I’m fine.”
“Well, I’m really sorry. Here’s a can of Mountain Dew you can have. I’m really sorry.”
“Yeah, here you go, bud,” the man said, handing Ethan a $20 bill.
“Oh, hey, it’s OK. Thank you,” Ethan said, taking one last look around the room. Yes, this house was definitely similar to his house. Ethan grabbed his paper-bag and left the house. The man and woman immediately started yelling at each other again. Ethan left to deliver the rest of his papers, drink Mountain Dew, and revel in having a $20 bill in his pocket.
He also went over his mental list of the inside of the drug dealer’s house. He tried to remember where the furniture was, where doors to other rooms were, and anything else. It was easy to remember the layout of the house, as it was Ben’s house except in reverse. Plus it was a lot like his own. Ethan hurried through his route to get home and share the latest.
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