Again, Karen’s luck took a turn for the worse, as was expected, since as soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, the little brat began wailing at the top of his lungs. Part of her wondered if he sensed her presence and sought to annoy her, but she tried to put such assumptions out of her mind. She was getting too big to think like that.
“Hi, everybody…” Once the boy had quieted down, Karen felt it safe to enter the living room and greet the crowd of people gathered around her brother. Her Grandma was closest to the door, letting her say, in at least a semi-happy voice, “Hi, Grandma.”