"Well, we can't stay here if Roger is having a party?" Lon shook his head as he sat at the kitchen table with Charlie while Ellie was cooking dinner. "No way am I going to chance the cops coming and the social services coming to check this place out."
Lon was expecting something better to hear than a snow storm coming on the news and about Roger and his party. He wasn't used to it being this cold, either.
"I was just going to have a few friends over." Roger was all innocent about it as if they might a chess match instead of a keg of beer he knew Roger had been talking about for weeks.
"Friends who can bring you alcohol." Lon just looked at him. "You don't really want me here."
"I didn't say that." Roger winced.
"Its true. I get it." Lon nodded. "I'll just find my own place."
"Are you sure its a good time to do that?" Ellie spoke up then. "Moving out with the snow and ice. Not to mention the wind."
"We'll be fine." He looked at Charlie, not her, but then looked up at her. "You can stay here."
"I don't want to stay here if you and Charlie move out, you know that. I have to go with you." She looked sad though.
Lon smiled and took her hand.
"I think I'll call Olivia's great aunt, see if we can spend Halloween with her," Lon said to Ellie. "She might really like the company."