The Throne

"Sure, I can babysit my seven-year-old niece." "Thanks, Sis." Pedro grinned, "I'll pick her up by 9 p.m."The evening was going well until Sarah needed to use the potty.I took her to the bathroom. She stood there with a dazed look.  I beckoned her to sit on the potty; she squealed and placed her fingers on her parted lips, then moved back n forth. Perplexed, I left her alone and stood outside.