Mother didn’t know that I had managed to pick the lock that she used to keep me in my bedroom all night long, and the situation needed to stay that way.
Having taken a couple of additional sips of milk, I reached for the refrigerator door so I could put the milk jug back in and see if there were other items that could be discreetly snacked on
Instead of bringing my foot back down onto the linoleum floor of the kitchen, my heel came down on top of one of Mother’s bottles. As I slipped forward, my hand yanked the refrigerator door all the way open, flooding the room with light. I dropped the jug of milk onto the floor as I braced myself for the fall.