Soccer

Shorn started the car as Lyris sat in the rear seat while Syra in the passenger. From the rear-view mirror, he saw Lyris and narrowed his eyes. All at once, he paled. “Did someone hit you, Lyris?” he growled.

Lyris bit her bottom lip and looked away. “No…” she lied.

Syra pursed her lips and turned her face to look outside.

“Young lady,” Shorn gritted. “Don’t you lie to your Daddy!”

Lyris lowered h