"ANNE!"
Anne’s Mother had one of her hysterical attacks again.
“Anne, come immediately into the bathroom!"
She was wondering what the matter was with her was this time.
“This … is… so… DISGUSTING!"
Her mother was showing her a dirty grey lump that looked like cat’s wool.
“Do you know what this is that clogs our drainage and gathers as lint on our carpets?"
Anne shook her head.
“This is your … shit … hair!" her mother shouted.
