ERIK
"Ouch," I grumbled, eliciting a giggle from Mum.
"Sorry, darling," she said, squeezing my shoulders. "It's just a really bad situation. It won't come out with the comb. I think we're going to have to cut it off."
I sighed, finally accepting my fate. One of the bad things about having little siblings and cousins? They had so much fun teasing the older ones, like putting half-eaten candies in their hair while they took a well-deserved nap.
Aunt Maddie's done having a free babysitter every time I come over, I promised myself. Just like Mom with Audrey. Finito, kaput, no more, no mas.
A zac, and I saw a bright pink clump with some of my hair in it fall before my eyes. I suppressed a barf - children.
Terrible, creepy, disgusting little things.
"I'm not babysitting them anymor
