A Certain Person

Dent hadn’t seen the Hildebeast for awhile, but he knew it was only a matter of time before the beast returned. . . .

I’m sitting at the kitchen table, putting off my algebra homework, when I feel something wet slide down behind my ear. Hildy bursts out laughing from across the room. She’s been squirting water at me from a straw. I roll my eyes. I’m the younger “immature” brother?! Me?!

“I know something,” she sings in a little song.