Three hours later, my hand in Issac's as the tears were still coming down, we sat on the three cushioned couch in the living room as mom and dad stood there in front of Issac, Vincent and me. Tears rolling down mom's cheek as dad with his arms across his chest, looked right at Issac. Issac also didn't back down.
"OK, start." Dad said.
"Justin broke out of jail to come after Rozy." Vincent said.
"We were parked in front of Gile Mall. We were just talking. Nothing special." Issac said. "Then he had broken my back windshield. My first reaction was to get Rozy away from him. Vincent had set up a code for me to use if anything was to happen, so I was able to get a hold of him and the police quickly. While we were on the highway, Justin pulled out a gun. I slammed on my breaks managed to go to the other side of the highway."
"What are you doing with a gun?" Father asked.