I found makeup remover in the expensive debris scattered across the sink area and we started trying to get all of it off. She didn't argue with me about taking it off, but she did ask me to take a picture of her with the makeup on. We compromised. I took the picture with my phone, not hers, and I'd keep it until Donna and Edward said it was okay for her to have it.
"What do you want the picture for?" I'd asked as I started to scrub her face.
"To put up online, of course." She said it with a tone that implied, heavily, What a stupid question.
That led into me having to lecture her on how a picture like that would attract boys much older than she was, and pedophiles as well. She gave me rolled eyes as if she'd heard this lecture before. I was so going to be talking to Edward about Becca's
