It never occurred to the little girl that her wayward parents would be her undoing. Often, she caught her mother and father arguing over grass cuttings and garments and even saw them threaten to divorce each other over a television show.
She tried to find ways to put a stop to their battles. When she opened her mouth to say something, they always looked at her in a strange way as if confused by her concern.
“Your mother and I are just having a discussion,” her father said.
“Your father and I are not arguing,” her mother said.
The little girl returned that strange look of theirs with one of her own.