She was exiting Miklos’ bathroom when he stepped into the bedroom.
“This is where you disappeared to?”
“I needed my toothbrush,” she held up the item for display. She had also spent the last ten minutes shoving toys into the toilet. While in the checkout line of the hardware store she had found little toys which when immersed in water, expanded in size. They now were, thanks to the shoving of a coat hook through the pipe, stuck in the bend of his toilet and with luck, slowly expanding. Darya had already absconded with the packaging. She was struggling to keep a straight face as she refused to look away from his accusatory stare.
“You went too far. Your parents have gone home, and your mother is in tears. Eighteen months you have lived around the corner and said nothing.”
“She will hav
