Delilah: Bradford Has A Few Secrets....
On the way back home that evening, Delilah and Susan had ran briskly back to the house. The strange way of seeing Shawn had made its mark in eliminating all thoughts of hunger that Delilah had felt earlier. Or maybe it was just Tiffany's candy bar.
Either way, Susan remained convinced that leaving was the right decision, even if she didn't exactly understand Delilah's reasoning. Truth be told, it was more than likely that Delilah could have said almost anything, as long as it didn't sound weak, and Susan would have bought off on the idea. Many at school had accused Delilah's little sister of being cruel or mean. But Delilah knew that the other side of that coin was her little sister's fierce loyalty.
And so as Delilah was taking off her shoes in the hallway, she heard the loud, gaudy chime of the doorbell. When Susan opened the door, Bradford was standing there.
"Hi!" Bradford said, great eyes blinking behind those glasses like some kind of owl.
"Ummm....do you guys want to play? I've got a few secrets I want to talk about." He said, eyebrows moving up and down in a Groucho Marx sort of way.