She twisted the plastic cap off slowly, keeping her back to me.

“Whatever do you mean, pumpkin?” she said.

“When you babysat her while I went to the grocery store,” I said.

“Did you bring anything into the house?”

Patricia walked over to the small round table in the corner.

She patted the surface twice before setting her bottle down.

“I brought my purse and a jigsaw puzzle,” Patricia said.

“Nothing dangerous.”