Smiling, Karen watched her brother dash into the house. This certainly beat her having to rush and get baby food for him. Part of her wanted to spit it in her face after drinking it just as payback for all the times he had done it to her, but decided not to.

Plopping down onto the grass and sighing tiredly, Karen heard, sooner then she expected, “Back! Sorry ’bout that!”

“It’s no problem.” The girl didn’t look up toward her brother right away, instead opting to close her eyes for a moment and sigh a bit in the hopes it’d help ease her very confused, conflicted mind a bit. She did, however, offer her hand out and offer, “Thanks.”

“Eh, it’s nothing. Thought you shouldn’t meet Nana on an empty stomach.”

“Yeah, well…”