And then, as she knelt down to dry off the floor, she bumped into the edge of the table, knocking her glass over. Kalina burst into laughter as the water rained down on her sister’s head, at least until her sister stood up and yelled, “Oh, shut up!” at her.
“Calm down,” their dad said. He probably would have gone on, if Crisanta had let him.
“Just shut up, you little cheat!” she shouted, throwing the towel across the table.
The table grew silent, Crisanta glaring and breathing heavily on one side, Kalina hardly daring to take a breath on the other.
“What does that mean, Kalina?” their mother asked finally.
She knew she should just confess, but Kalina couldn’t help but take offense at her mom’s tone. “It doesn’t mean anything!” she said instead. “Just because Crisanta says it doesn’t mean…”