days. When I winced while servin

atic, Sarah. It was

le are just so sensitive. I barely fe

t. She was probably

to explain with a sharp

s closest to the wasp nests. She knew I was terrified of wasps, ever since a childh

ghed, lounging on a patio chair, sipping iced

time a wasp buzzed near. Sweat dripped down

ion on his face. He was with Chloe, laughing at something sh

, Chloe

! Sarah, you did thi

, though I hadn' t s

in an instant. "Are

e. "What the h

as just pruni

han! She knows I' m a

s hand shot out and grabbed my arm, the one still

ight and blindi

Sarah. A constant

ds the house. "Get

d I eat the leftover food from thei

nd bile. The injustice was

y suffering was invisible