Amy was standing in the middle of the living room, looking right ahead at her children, her lips perched together in a tight line, while her hands crossed across her chest.
Crystal and Alexander sat on the couch right next to each other, with Crystal’s hair disheveled entirely and Alexander’s cheek on the right side of his face, scratched and bleeding slightly.
Crystal held an ice pack over her head, trying to sooth the pain over her head that she felt due to the pain she felt as a result of Alexander pulling her hair, while Alex held a handkerchief on his cheek, trying to block the blood bleeding slightly out of his scratched cheeks.
Crystal looked at Alexander and mumbled slurs under her breath.
“Hey! I heard that!” Alexander got up and yelled at Crystal who also got up and threw the
