She had on an oversized Michael Jackson Concert tee, with seemingly nothing underneath, clasping a glass of what looked like water, with an Alka Seltzer pill dissolving in it. That was wrong, ok? “ Kevin wait, what are you-”, she whimpered, trying to hold him back by pushing his waist. Kara flinched from his overbearing tone, cutting off her words instantly. But he let go instead, wiping his hand on his pants leg in an offensive manner. She stood on her tip toes and leaned to his ear. She stood there a moment more before sighing loudly and yelling out at the top of her lungs,“Get up, Ma! Sandra, Kara, and some tall skinny guy he didn’t know, were in the kitchen; all laughing and moving around as if they had just finished line dancing. “ You keep your hands off of her, you hear me?”, Kevin said cooly.
