Gabby put her hands over her eyes when he asked how it had all happened. She tried to think back not even ten minutes ago. She let her hands fall to her lap as she thought about the exact moment when things went all crazy and electrical. Her eyes scanned the room for a clue and then she looked at the little boy. "Him."
She looked behind herself, at the staircase to the bedrooms. "Petey wanted to go downstairs. He's not very good on the stairs. He was going to fall." Gabby eyed the baby. Maybe the baby was the one making all of this happen or maybe she was just tripping out on some drugs. Someone could have easily slipped something unwanted into the pot she'd had after cheerleading practice.