" Nate reaches over the counter to the sink, flinging a handful of water at me, and then flipping me off.
'Can we have one finger-free holiday, for Pete's sake?' Mom says.
'I don't know who Pete is, but tell him I don't like him fingering you,' I tease, my eyebrows high as I push backward out of mom's reach. She tries to fling water at me next, but it's too late. So instead, she just flips me off.
'Gosh, Mom. You're such a hypocrite,' I joke. "

― Ginger Scott , You and Everything After (Falling, #2)