She didn’t move, just tried her damndest to glare even harder.
“Here’s the thing,” Andy said abruptly. “None of us have a lot of choices right now. It’s too late to get a plane back to Atlanta today, and all your stuff is being unloaded downstairs in the baggage claim anyway, so even if you couldturn around and get back on the plane and go home, you wouldn’t have any of your things. Which you can’t, it’s kind of against the law for us to leave you alone without an adult, and we are, however much you might hate the idea, the adults who have to take care of you.” He leaned in, almost confidential. “No choices, buttercup. Might as well come home with us and have some ice cream, if Kat’s left us any.”