Maya walked into the kitchen. Her sister tripped her with a foot. The tray crashed like thunder.
Maya held her scraped knee. She hopped toward the sink. The kitchen clock ticked loudly.
She tried to tape her knee. It stuck crooked. No one was there to help.
Maya slipped on the milk. She slid into the wall. Tears filled her eyes.
The kitchen went silent. Maya realized she could not fix this alone. She needed help.
Her sister peeked around the corner. She saw Maya crying. She walked over slowly.
The sister handed Maya a clean cloth. Maya looked at the cloth, then at her sister.
Maya hugged her sister's hand. They sat together on the floor. The house felt quiet again.