Bab 360: Dear Sisters, Part 1

Reassurance couldn't just come out of empty words. That's what I thought to myself, thinking there… sitting there, still doing the thing that continues to keep pissing her off to no end. 

"Oh my Jesus, just tell me I'm losing it already, please!" 

I don't doubt the more riled up she gets, in a few more moments, I'm gonna be sweeping up the shattered remains of the dining table. If I don't wanna end up pulling splinters out of my fingertips, I'm gonna have to say something real soon.

"Ah, yeah, you're totally psycho, Sammy," I said, raising my cup, adding on before I took a sip. "But we both already know that about yourself, so why bother?" 

"Not like that!" She snapped, scrunching her face so tight that her skin was nothing but crinkles and wrinkles. "You're not, why are you not -? Why are you like - brushing it off?" 

"I thought you wanted me to brush it off."