I couldn’t help but smile.
“Well, Monica, if you’d used the guest bathroom like a normal person, this wouldn’t have happened. Why were you trying to get into our bedroom again?”
“Katie, this is too much,” Richard intervened. “You went way too far.”
“I have never been so humiliated in my life!” she cried.
“Sally, we’re leaving.
And Richard, you need to have a serious think about the kind of woman you’ve married!”
“The kind of woman who protects her privacy?” I shot back. “Maybe you need to think about why you’re so obsessed with snooping through our bedroom!”
He confronted me and was too upset about what I had done.
“That was completely unnecessary,” he said.
“You embarrassed my whole family. Mom’s probably going to be finding glitter in her hair for weeks.”
