“I refuse to go your mother’s house,” Karen said angrily to her husband, “because that virago is always yelling at the kids and demanding we do everything she says.”

When the little boy dropped his ice cream, the virago grew red with anger and punished the child severely.

Once the virago entered her house, her attitude changed quickly as she ruthlessly threw papers on the ground and screamed for everyone to get out of the house.

When any neighborhood child ran across the yard of the virago, she would jerk open the door and threaten to call the police.

Every attempt was made by the meek husband and scared children to hide from the wrath of the virago.