“Just who do you think you are?” His voice was a beastly roar that caused Ethel to shrink back into the room and Gregory to glower menacingly. “How dare you invade these private quarters?” Before he could rant any further, Rebecca hissed urgently, “Luke, please! This is my brother and sister-in-law!” Luke’s eyes widened with this new knowledge, and he refrained from spouting the enraged words that were rolling over his tongue. Gregory stepped out into the hallway and sneered, “Thank you for that lovely introduction, Rebecca. It’s hard to believe that you’re not even three months out of the United States and already behaving like a whore.” Rebecca flinched at her brother’s crude words, then grimaced as she noted the supremely haughty look on Ethel’s chubby face. Ethel Meadow stood barely five feet tall, but had an obnoxious personality the size of her blubbery body.
