Tommy looked at his parents incredulously. "You think I did WHAT?" He shook his head as he spoke.
"You heard us perfectly well the first time," his father spat out, as his mother sat with her head in her hands.
"Okay, yes, I heard you. I just can't believe you would think I had anything to do with vandalizing the neighbor's house."
"Mr. Gordon said he saw you running away from the house when he came outside."
"He also told the police it was 1AM, and that he didn't have the porch light on, so he couldn't be sure who any of the people were. And you know me, Dad--why would I put any of those racial slurs on their house? I LIKE the Gordons!"
After a few more minutes of back and forth, Tommy's parents agreed to drop the subject. At that point, Tommy went upstairs and composed an email to the other members of his white supremacy group--"Looks like I'm in the clear. Phase 2 tonight?"
