She didn’t say hello.

“Nobody’s telling me anything,” Vanessa said.

“Mom is pacing around the living room and Lily’s hiding in her room because the whole morning got ruined.”

“Emma’s lying in a hospital bed,” I said.

“Well, if you’d actually kept her in line at the table, we wouldn’t be in this mess,” Vanessa said.

“She knocked over the syrup and you just gave her a hug.

If Mom hadn’t bought that cheap sticky brand, the bottle wouldn’t have slipped to begin with.”