When she got home, Carrie went straight to her room to take off the black dress she had worn to the reading of the will. She was putting on a pink t-shirt and her favorite pair of jeans when the door to her room opened, and someone entered. Carrie didn't have to look to know that it was Judy. Only Judy came into her room without knocking.
"So, brat, what'd'ja get from Sassi?" asked Judy. As usual, she had a drink in her hand.
"This," said Carrie, raising her arm up to show Judy the bracelet.
Judy became very intense all of a sudden. "Is that real silver? Figures, yer old bat of a grandmother would give something valuable like that to someone who doesn't know how to get the most out of it."
"Oh, I know. Watch!"
With her other hand, Carrie found and picked out the pen charm. She held it between her thumb and forefinger.
"You see this?" she asked Judy.
"How the hell'm I s'posed to do that, when you're all the way over there?" said Judy.
"And when you're a drunken, worthless tramp besides."
Judy was shocked for a moment, then raised her hand and advanced toward Carrie. Before she got too close, Carrie said "Two-week change!"
The sneer didn't even have time to disappear from Judy's face. All of a sudden, her form compressed, taking on a sheen. The drink fell to the floor, breaking the glass and spilling. Where Judy had been, there was now her clothes in a pile, with a ball-point pen sticking out of the neckline of Judy's top.
Carrie walked over, picked up the pen, and held it in her hands. "Well, Judy, how do you like yourself now?" she said.