Night on Terror Island (22 page)

‘See you tomorrow,’ he said. He turned and walked down the path to the car. He climbed into the passenger seat beside Dad.

Dad gave him that knowing look.

‘
Now
tell me she’s not your girlfriend,’ he said.

But Kip didn’t say anything. He didn’t care what Dad thought. He didn’t care about anything. He had been to Terror Island and lived to tell the tale. Now he just felt absolutely exhausted.

He leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and he was fast asleep by the time they reached home.