Aunt Emily had spent a lifetime interfering–days–weeks–years. There was nothing she could do better, or that she enjoyed more. To thrust her finger into somebody’s pie and wreck it–that was Aunt Emily for you. Lucinda’s grandmother, having died when her mother was a very little girl, had left Aunt Emily the oldest of the family; and to her had descended that divine right of putting her finger into family pies.
–Ruth Sawyer, ROLLER SKATES
P.S. Just so there’s no confusion with regards to the name, I’d like to state for the record that the above quote is not about me. You can tell because I have no siblings.