She washed down the mouthful of sandwich with a sip of milk, and then wiped her hands as she rose to her feet. Maddie pushed the door to her brother's room open and flipped on the light switch. His room was certainly messier than hers. She pursed her lips and shook her head.
Mom would never accept my room looking like this.
There were some dirty clothes on the floor, and the bed was not made. An open bag of chips sat on his desk between the keyboard and monitor of his computer. Maybe that was it, she thought. Maybe they were watching a movie on his computer. She wiggled the mouse to get the screen saver to turn off. There wasn't a DVD in the drive. She looked around and did not see any movies nearby. There was a stack on his bookshelf, but those were older movies and did not look like th
