Elena slept because she felt very weak from having running stomach for only so long. The pie was also meant to make her fart and burp and that made my mother disgusted and left her to be alone in her room. She was beginning to stir awake slowly and I suspected she must have recovered from what I had done to her. I was hovering around her. She flung her eyes open and shot me a glare.

“That was just the first payback for all the times you have pranked me,” I said.

“You call this a payback?” Elena said, laughing. “This cheap prank you pulled with the assistance of...