'I'm here to pick up Ellie' said Mary, standing on the doorstep
'What!?' Roared Hank. 'But I've only had her for an hour!'
'An hour was what we agreed on.' Mary reminded him.
''Fine!' Snapped Hank, nudging the little girl out the door to her mother. 'Take her away from me again then, you nasty, vile, horrible old cow!'
With that, Hank slammed the door in their faces.
'Um, honey? I really think we should find our daughter a new piano teacher...' Muttered Mary's husband from beside her.