Cancer eyed off Alexander before setting him down on one of the chairs in the kitchen. “No, but I’ve seen you overturn the the whole toy-box before looking for things. That was a while ago now, though… I’ve still seen you do it!”
She poked him in the nose to emphasise her point. “Yeah, the toilet at the end of the hall. It doesn’t flush properly. You have to really hold the handle down and hope for the best.”