Sarah rushed into the dining room wearing her royal blue sweater.
She scooped little Lily into her strong arms from the wooden high chair.
The baby shook with small sob sounds against Sarah's warm shoulder area.
Sarah wrapped her arms around her child to keep her safe and warm.
Sarah: What in the world did you just do to my baby?!
Jessica stood back near the Christmas tree with a calm smug look.
Jessica: It was barely anything at all so stop acting crazy!
Sarah felt pure heat rise up inside her face and eyes quickly.
She stepped directly into Jessica's personal space with total deep anger.
Sarah: You do not ever touch my daughter like that again!
Jessica: She was being loud and selfish with her dumb plastic toy!
Sarah could not hold back her rising anger for another single second.
She shouted loudly directly into Jessica's fake smiling face right then.
Sarah: You are a cruel person for scaring a helpless small child!
Jessica: You always pamper her way too much anyway, dear sister!
Sarah pointed her shaking finger straight at the front oak door exit.
Sarah: Keep your hands away from her or you will regret it!
Jessica rolled her eyes casually and turned toward the long dining table.
Jessica: You always make a huge public drama over nothing at all.
The heavy dining room door opened up wide with a low loud creak.
Sarah's husband Mark stepped into the brightly lit room from outside.
He wore a dark grey sweater over his broad solid chest frame.
He heard the loud hysterical crying from his tiny precious daughter Lily.
Mark stopped cold in his tracks near the decorated green holiday tree.
His dark eyes locked onto Sarah holding their shaking scared baby tight.
Mark: What is going on in here right now, Sarah?
Sarah: Jessica just pushed Lily's high chair and screamed at her!
Mark froze as his face turned pale white with instant pure shock.
He turned his gaze slowly toward Jessica standing near the dinner plates.