"Efi, open the door. Now!" Over the past hour, the plea had been made first by her mother, then by her cousin Aphrodite, and now by her sister Diana who, it was safe to say, probably only wanted access to the room because it was now hers, as well. The house was filled to capacity with relatives and unless her sister wanted to take up residence in the bathtub, Efi's room was it. "Come on, Efi. You're acting like a twelve-year-old." She stopped her pacing and strode toward the door and opened it. Diana appeared shocked, as did her mother, her aunt Frosini and every other female relative standing outside the door. Efi grabbed her sister's arm and hauled her inside, slamming the door closed after her. "Hey! That hurt." "You think you know pain? Try feeling what I am right now." Her sister gave her a record-breaking eye roll. "Come on, Efi. While I won't pretend to know what happened tonight, from what Mom says, you're blowing everything way out of proportion." Efi stared at her younger sister.
