The house was bustling as usual: Karyn was the middle child among five kids, and with her entry through the door, all of them were now home.
Whether it was Jake hogging the living room computer, because it was the only one in the house that would run SPSS and he really needed a good grade in Market Research if he wanted to apply for an MBA at Duke, or Rachel trying to get him off of said computer because that's where all her pictures from the Senior Trip to Atlanta were and it was really important that she send them to all her friends, or Toby using that argument as a cover to sneak upstairs into Rachel's room to sample her nail polish collection and some of her lipstick collection too if she was being really daring, or Max secretly following her with a four-times hand-me-down flip phone so that he could document the caper in low-resolution, pixellated glory for later blackmail use, Karyn would easily be able to find someone to annoy, tease, or otherwise show affection for as she tried to determine what possible side-effects her wish had caused.
