"Biff, will you talk to me already? What's got you so spooked, babe?" Sarah asked.
"You didn't see that?" He insisted.
"See what?" Sarah said, clearly mystified.
Biff wasn't the deepest guy in the world, he often missed subtle cues, but he didn't miss this time that Sarah wasn't joking. She seemed legitimately confused.
"I thought you were going to pick up your brother," Sarah said.
"Umm...sure," Biff said. He didn't know what else to say, but Sarah was right. He'd get in big trouble if he didn't pick Wesley up.
He needed to find his Dad. If there was anyone who could figure this out, it was Gary Meadows. He would get his brother and head home. He hurried toward his car. As he got in, it morphed from the old muscle car he and his father had rebuilt to a 'reliable' looking Mini. "This is nuts."
