You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 657

Sara burst into the house, wild-eyed and out of breath. The second she saw Patricia coming down the stairs, she ran straight to her and threw her arms around her.

Patricia’s knees had never fully recovered from that old injury, and she almost lost her balance from the force of Sara’s hug. She wobbled, just as a firm hand caught her by the waist and gently pulled Sara away.

“Sara,” Oliver’s voice boomed through the hallway.

Sara was petrified of snakes—honestly, anything slimy or squirmy gave her the creeps. Now she was sobbing, tears streaming down her face. “Aunt Patricia, Jackson threw a snake at me!”

She couldn’t stop crying, her words coming out in hiccupy bursts.

“I’m terrified of snakes! I can’t stand them—please, not snakes... Aunt Patricia...”

Oliver’s glare was still thunderous when Marian called Jackson into the house.

Jackson stood just outside the door, covered in dirt from head to toe, clearly not brave enough to step inside.

Patricia took a moment to collect herself. “Jackson, did you throw a snake at Sara?”

“No,” Jackson said, completely straight-faced.

Sara shot back, her voice trembling with outrage. “Liar! That’s not what happened!”

Jackson looked exasperated. “I was digging a hole, and she insisted on sitting right next to me. I found a snake in the dirt—what was I supposed to do, bury it alive? I just tossed it aside.”

The truth was, Jackson had found that snake a while ago. When he first saw it, he was annoyed. He’d been working hard, digging away, and this snake just had to show up and get in the way. He’d even thought about killing it, but then his mischievous side came out. He built a little dirt mound and buried the snake, leaving just its head out so it could breathe.

If it wanted to be part of the excitement, fine, it could watch.

He’d planned to set it free later, but then Sara had shown up and started bothering him. Who was really to blame?

Sara was shaking with anger at his bold-faced lie, pointing at him, her words coming out in a stutter. “You—you—you—”

Jackson shrugged. “How was I supposed to know you were scared of snakes?”

Sara stomped her foot, desperate for Patricia’s support. “Aunt Patricia, he’s being so unfair!”

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