"Dad, your car has definitely been towed by the police," Xaviar Thompson shrugged his shoulders at Jeremy Thompson, giving him a sympathetic look.
Jeremy also knew his car must have been towed, for he had parked it right in the middle of the road, and he guessed that once the traffic jam cleared, his stationary car must have angered the drivers behind him, prompting them to call the police.
"How are we going to return now?" Xaviar moaned, clearly exasperated by the situation.
"Let's hail a taxi," Jeremy said tersely, then immediately raised his hand to flag down a passing taxi.
"Then I won't..." Anna Ainsworth hadn't finished her sentence when Jeremy had already stopped a taxi.
"Xaviar, you better get in quickly, I won't be joining you guys," Anna saw Jeremy climb into the passenger seat and promptly pulled open the back door to send Xaviar in.
"Teacher, I think I left my towel behind." Xaviar pinched the corner of the towel with both hands, looking pitifully at her.