Entering the kitchen you find your mom busy chopping vegetables at the counter and you approach her.
" Mom" you start " Kevin won't give me back my ball."
" Not now, sweetheart I'm busy at the moment " she says without looking at you.
" But muuum " you drawl out "He won't give me my ball? " you repeat in a whiny sort of way.
She responds " Find something else to do, honey. " with a finality.
" But he took and he won't give it back to me" you go on.
" Oh you two..." she exasperates taking off her apron and slamming it down on the counter top.
Angrily she exits the kitchen and climbs the stairs. You arrive at the top to find she has already gone into your room and quickly make your own way to join her. Finding her looking at you with her palms up and a querying expression.
" He's not here. " she states sternly waiting for you to explain.
" He was here...with my ball..." you feebly respond wondering where he could have gone.
You know you would hear him leave how could he...
" He went out the window! " you blurted with simply nothing else to say.
Your mom looked from the closed window back to you pausing to slowly exhale, following in complete monotone, disappointedly stated,
" The window is closed, Sarah " and fell silent.
" Well... maybe..."
" Go to your room, Sarah... now...NOW!, NOW! " cutting you off with her command " YOU CAN STAY THERE UNTIL YOU STOP WITH YOUR LITTLE STORIES AND ALL OF THIS NONESENSE! "
" AND PUT SOME...I DON'T KNOW...SHORTS OR SOMETHING ON, YOU WILL BE GOING OUTSIDE WHEN YOU ARE FINISHED. I'VE REALLY HAD ENOUGH OUT YOU BOTH " though the last merely to carry the distance.
You waited inside Sarah's room until your Mom had finished then quietly pushed the door to a close.
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