As much as I want to run away, I know Julie has a point. It would be wrong to leave now, even if it means we have to confess without the boys. I sigh and say we should talk to the owner of the house.

As we step out of the bushes, the man looks up at us and clears his throat. Julie starts to say that we’re sorry about the window. We make our way down the stairs as Julie continues. She says that she never should have suggested that we play here. She was just trying to—

A voice interrupts us from the top of the stairs, saying that it wasn’t Julie’s fault. T.J. runs down the steps to join us in front of the man’s house. Stinger’s nowhere to be seen. T.J. says it was an accident. The three of us explain the whole story, each of us sharing the blame. The man turns to Julie and says that she’s got some good friends.