You were never good at denying her.
Behind you, she and her new... friend?
wait for you to finish putting everything
away. Not knowing what to do, you stand
in the middle of the room, hands in
your pockets. You're very afraid that
the man, the.. thing, will find the
box of items you found. You think that
if he finds it, he will no longer
pretend to be nice to your mother.

"Charles, honey? Are you coming?
Nathan is getting bored!"

you shuffle along, miserably.