Brian looked closely at the shapes within. There was a red square block and a green triangle, though for some reason the names escaped him. Still he recognised the shapes and he recognised the same shapes on the outside of the yellow toy. But as soon as he looked back at the blocks inside he lost track of which shape matched which hole. Something in his mind was missing and he couldn’t make the connection. It was terribly frustrating and concerning.
Angry at her inability to fit the shapes through the holes, Rachel slammed the toy into the floor, pouting and crossing her arms. “It’s a stupid little kid toy anyway!” she huffed.
“Rachel, what’s the matter sweetie? Why the frowny face?”
They turned to see Pam had returned and seen Rachel’s disgust with the toy. She knelt beside them and ran a hand through Rachel’s hair. The girl grimaced and pulled away. She didn’t like being petted like some kitty. Pam drew back and frowned at the fussy girl.
