~Karis~I stare down this pathetic woman who has no qualms about getting into it with a child… a disabled child at that. I couldn’t believe it when I walked in and heard the back-and-forth, but then again, given who it was, maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised. I have no idea why they keep that woman around here, but it isn’t really my issue to solve. Her eyes are on me, and she’s fuming. I actually find it a bit funny, but I won’t be horrible and laugh in her face. I just want her to leave the child alone. “If there’s nothing else, maybe you should get back to your task. Weren’t you washing dishes?” If looks could kill, I swear I would be six feet under already. I wait for her to respond, because I know it’s on the tip of her tongue, but she doesn’t. She huffs and spins, turning to walk back to the sink. I turn my attention to the little angel, gently sitting beside her. “Are you okay?” “Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for helping me.” I push a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “You
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