The Black Cadillac

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was in front of the television, watching cartoons. Their mom walked into the living room.
    “Okay, guys, I’ll be gone for a couple of hours. Behave and try not to get on each other’s nerves,” their mom told them.
    “We won’t, Mom,” Olive softly replied.
    “Oh, Mom, I just wanted to remind you that I was sleeping over Zach’s house tonight,” Cody said.
    “That’s fine, after this one, cool it on the sleepovers. Spend some more weekends with your sister and I, please,” his mom said.
    “Okay, Mama,” said Cody, feeling a little guilty.
    “I have got to catch the bus, guys. Love you both!” his mom said and headed out the front door.
    The door slammed shut.
    “Ol, don’t worry about it. Soon, we will hang out more and have fun. I just have to finish this project with Zach,” explained Cody.
    “I understand, brother. Want to watch cartoons with me?” she asked, pointing at the other end of the sofa.
    “Sure, sis,” he replied and sat down on the couch.
    He stared at his sister as her eyes gazed at the flashing lights on the television. Part of him thought this could be the last time he spent quality time with her if things didn’t go well tonight. Cody came to the realization that the major part of why he was doing this was because of Olive. As her big brother, he was her protector and swore to his Papa he would take care of his family.
    The thought of being a hero by catching the creep didn’t ever occur to him. The helpless kids in the world that were taken, abducted, or kidnapped did.
    “Hey, Ol?” asked Cody.
    “Yeah, Code?” she responded.
    “There is going to come a time when I’m not around, you know. As we get older, both of our lives are going to change. Though it hurts me to say this, but, Ol, I’m not always going to be there when you need me. You have to learn to protect yourself and learn what’s right and what’s wrong,” said Cody.
    His sister stopped and looked over at him with a puzzled look on her face.
    “I don’t understand what you mean, Cody. You’re my brother, and I’m your sister,” she replied, so confused.
    What Cody was trying to say to his eight-year-old sister was too much to comprehend.
    “Never mind, Ol. You will understand when you’re a little older.”
    The two siblings watched cartoons until their mom came home.
    When their mom arrived home, she had bags of groceries in each hand. Cody ran to the door to take some of the bags.
    “Thank you,” his mom said. “Hi, Ol!”
    Cody took the bags to the kitchen and set them on the counter. Olive waved to her mom and focused her attention back on the television.
    “I’ll throw in a frozen pizza for you guys for lunch,” said their mother, removing the box from one of the grocery bags.
    “Yay! Pizza! Wahoo!” yelled Olive excitedly from the living room.
    “I’m going to head over to Zach’s in a little bit to play basketball, and I will have dinner over there tonight,” said Cody. “But I will have some pizza for lunch!”
    His mother just smiled and continued putting groceries away. Cody pulled out a round pizza pan from inside the oven and preset the bake time.
    After lunch, Cody went to his room to get everything he needed for tonight. He took his drawstring off the back of his chair and added a change of clothes to it. He opened his desk drawer, finding a black pocketknife his former stepfather had given him for Christmas one year. Cody then went into his closet and pulled a hooded black sweatshirt off a hanger. After thinking of everything he needed, he headed out.
    “Bye, Mom! Bye, Ol!” said Cody.
    “Be careful and have fun at Zach’s! Tell Zach’s mom I said hello and I am going to call her for a lunch date,” his mother said.
    “Bye, Code, see you tomorrow,” Olive said.
    Cody headed out the back door for the garage. Opening the faded white-and-black-paint garage door, Cody saw an air pump in the corner. He grabbed the pump and made sure his tires had the correct amount of air.

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