“So,” he said, his mustache twitching as he spoke, “Who started this whole fight in the first place?”

“I wasn’t there for the beginning, I already told you. I should think it was Kelsie though, considering that she was the one cutting up the rab- er.. girl.”

“What were you about to say? Rab..?”

I closed my eyes, and sighed. “Rabbit. It’s sort of an inside joke.”

It wasn’t really a joke, there was nothing very funny about my name for her. It was just what she reminded me of. The policeman sighed, rolling his eyes at me.

“And when you saw the fight, what was your first response?”

“I watched for a bit, then tried to break it up.”

“Why didn’t you break it up first?”

What was he, stupid? “When I took babysitting courses at Red Cross, they always told me to examine any dangerous situation.”

Lies… well, not complete lies. I had taken classes for babysitting, but that wasn’t the reason I didn’t jump in right away.

He stopped asking questions, and I assumed he was done with me.