When we had calmed down some, my mom took the lead, pointed to an empty corner and told me to go park my nose in it.
Lisa’s mom said: “I think that is an excellent idea – you can think about what you should have done.”
She dispatched Lisa to a space between her vanity and dresser.
I’m not sure how long our exile lasted but eventually my mom came back up and told us  get down for dinner.
The only saving grace is that my brothers and Lisa’s brother were out with their dads and didn’t know what had happened.
We also had to apologise to my sister, who seemed to take glee in the comeuppance we had received.

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