My mind came back to reality when I realized that someone was knocking on the door. I had stayed too long in the bathroom. My stomach made some somersaults immediately and I did puke, came out of the bathroom to let the intruder in, but I didn't return to the hall until I could hear a sign that it was ending already.
I might not be able to control hearing Uncle Robinson talk. I might hit him with my shoe or something.
Nobody knew about the incident which happened the previous night. I couldn't even talk to anyone about it. Who would I possibly tell? maybe if my sister comes into the world, I'd tell her all about it.