“And who is Sam?” Mom demanded.

I decided that I’d be better off telling part of the truth.

“Well, Sam is this kid I met online. And he’s my age. He really is.
NOT an online predator. I swear, I hung out with him yesterdy. That’s where I was. He goes to Stillview High, and he’s really neat. I’m sorry I lied to you. I really am. I’ll never talk to anyone online ever again…” I said earnestly.

Mom sighed deeply. She sounded relieved, but still a bit angry and worried.

“How could you put yourself at such risk? Haven’t you heard all of the stories on the news about kids getting harmed by online strangers? Maybe nothing dreadful happened to you this time, but I’m still very upset with you, young man! Don’t hide things like this from me.
You are grounded, mister, and you’ll be through college by the time you’re allowed to go on the computer again!” she replied firmly.
“Yes, Mom,” I responded. I stared at the floor.
I felt so ashamed.
I wondered what Dad would be thinking if he were here.