Inside, Susan attended to her daughter. "Are you okay, Karyn? That girl didn't hurt you too badly, did she?"
Miss Fine had been right when she visited, she and her husband had been taking their daughter for granted. They wouldn't do that anymore. They would make time for her.
Karyn blinked. "I...it's strange, but she seemed to be trying to help."
"By slapping you?"
"It's just this weird feeling," Karyn said, rubbing her face.