...bout? It just looks blank, like a recording cassette."
"That probably just means it's an old one. Like an old bandito film." For some reason, she was feeling really wonderful tonight, better than she had in ages, in fact. "You know what?" she said, walking over to Zoe and putting her arm around her daughter. "Why don't you pop it in? You and I can watch it tonight, as a simple family night. No cops, no stealing… How does that sound, mija?"
Zoe smiled. She must have been glad to do something other than brood over what it was she was angry about. "That sounds really nice, Mom."
"Put it in, and then come back and help me make snacks. That way, when we go to see it, all the feature presentation crud and opening credits will be out of the way."
"M'kay." She ran into the other room and inserted the tape into the VHS player. Then she came running back to help her mom "make" the snacks (really all they did was pop popcorn and pour pretzels into bowls). Ms. Aves listened for the sound of the movie. She heard sounds, but for the most part it seemed quiet. Finally, when the snacks were situated, she handed the bowls to Zoe and went for the fridge to get sodas.
"Put those on the table. I'll be right in," she said.
She got out the two cola-flavored drinks and was heading for the door when she heard Zoe's voice:
"I've got the drinks right here," she said, rounding the corner. She saw the pure-horror look on Zoe'...