r, calls from the back room. I leave
whispered as I
I take the phone from her. "I'll cover for you."
put the phone in my ear.
d when you left me
my temples. N
tired of her constant drama and need for attention, and some days I'm
to your big sister, who is in fact reco
ou're getting much better
to tell me how I'm feeling. It'
you called me in the mi
act a reason why I had to call you. I need you to help
t. I'll be leaving work really lat
nt me to just sta
left some food at home so you could mic
tever disgusting concoction you decided
d out in frustration. The line goes silent for a
myself, and I am begging you to help me do this one
ane
t better soon enough an
gged breath befo
d me to get you?
fact, just forget abo
ll me what
nd I roll my eyes as I listen to h
and the tense conversation I just had does not go unnoticed by me. Dealing with Diane is so stressful, both physically and mentally. She had surger
y for her dialysis and surgery, yet she's always demanding one thing or the other. I'm
s, looking at me with a
ust exha
k like you'd want to sta
." I answer
u have in a death gri
eleased the knife I didn't ev
?" she asks, concern e
that ob
this murderous look in our ey
g it's just a look and
ime wil
!" I
One minute you're reminiscing about it, and th
crime documentaries. And secondly, th
r from being the
t bad. She has h
eceiving end of? No, better still, when was the last
ut. It's a struggle to even pinpoint the last time my
ending her imaginary niceness. Aren't you tired of her stepping all
m bu
d to grow a pair and
ter. The only fam
d HER only family. It's high ti
s you'r
ll I am." She say
y and a man in a tailored black suit, jet-black hair and dark gl
plastering her customer service smile on her face while I head to the back
owed and that propels me to quicken my steps. Everywhere is dark, and I'm practically the only person on the road. I turn back and see no one, s