ving room. The scene

be insane," Kevin was sa

aming. Rick

her kept a hideous, overpriced crystal vase she'd bough

id again. My voice was differe

ook at me. The same

ripping with fake concern, "that hikers have

twist into that famili

are be a buz

oward me, her

me, I w

ed me, I grabbed

screamed, her hand swinging t

ap me. The sting was familiar

voice raw with years of pent

se against the

into a thou

d was be

t scream. Her eyes darted from my face

nned into silence. They had nev

adness, streaming down my face. "I'm sick of being

at Karen. "You don't love

u just watch. You let her

ooking at Kevin. He wa

off, I turned and ran. I stormed out the front

wn the street, the cold evening a