Before she even finished, my dad's attitude shifted completely. His voice rose sharp and loud.
"That girl is absolutely out of control."
"If she wants to hide so badly, she can stay hidden forever for all I care."
The moment they walked through the door, Grandma came over.
"Well? Did you find her?"
"No. She's definitely still hiding somewhere in the apartment."
Then, suddenly, my mom's gaze swept across the room and landed on the chest freezer. Confusion crossed her face.
"Mom, when did a lock get put on the freezer?"
Only then did my dad notice it too. He hurried over for a closer look.
"What's in the freezer that you had to lock it up?"
For a split second, something seemed to flash through Grandma's mind. Her body began to tremble.
"Nothing... I was afraid that girl would sneak food out of it."
My dad could tell something was off with Grandma. "Where's the key?"
"The key... I don't remember where I put it."
Her voice turned halting, stumbling over itself.
My mom noticed the strangeness too. She guided Grandma to the couch, sat her down, and poured her a glass of water.
"Mom, just take a breath. I'll go look for the key."