"I said, who left the peanut butter open on the counter?" Now his voice was much louder. The boys didn't answer. I saw them draw closer together. I was so surprised that I couldn't say a word. "I'm going to ask one more time," said Mr. Nicholls, and then he began to shout. "WHO LEFT THE...." "I did," I said quickly. "It was me. I'm sorry. I was making us a snack when the doorbell rang and..."