“This went too far.”

“And you think you didn’t?” Her tone was sharp. “Pouring sugar into my gas tank was justified?”

“Well, you set my dollhouse on fire.”

“Hold on,” he said, leaning back in disbelief. “No, the reason you did that was because we hung all your Barbies from the clothesline. You couldn’t take them down, it rained, and some blew away into the pool. And we laughed because all your dolls ended up floating, and you had to fish them out ...