"Dear old Mum and Dad would have to be hallucinating to think I'd join a club on their say-so. Maybe that is it," he muses.

"Maybe. How long have yours been in?"

"Some number of months?" he hazards. "I did mention I wasn't paying attention."

"Maybe Charlie'll get the picture. As of last night, as of some other argument."

"We can skip summer. Any time we want. We can go roadtripping with Mom instead."

"It doesn't sound like that would solve the problem," says Ethan.

"Well, it'd keep us farther away from the problem."

"Yeah, it's one thing when he's on the phone, it'd be another if he were like this while we live with him."

"Particularly if it is a cult and he decides you really, really need to join."

"Yes."

He chuckles.

"It's really not that funny," says Robin.

"It's not," Bella agrees.

"I'm pretty sure there's no sign it's the kind of cult that kills people?" says Andi hopefully.

"That just means that if they are, they're very very good at it."

"That's really not funny, Ethan."

"Isn't it?"

"Only to you," says Robin.

"Your mom isn't in it too, is she, Robin?"

Robin shakes her head. "I'm sure I'd be the first to know. Well, second."

"That's good then."

"I looked for books on the organization once and couldn't find any. I wonder if they've gotten press. Newspaper articles."

"If you can't dig anything up, I think that's a bad sign."

"Maybe, yeah."

Ethan glances at Robin and says, "Maybe I'll take a look."