Chapter 39

“My point is, if you’d thought about it for a second, you would’ve remembered that Mom’s pastry chef and her wife celebrated their anniversary at the restaurant, and Dad’s track friends are, like, every kind of sleeping with everything, and of course we love you even when you’re an idiot. But no, you ended up practically hyperventilating after I overheard you saying I miss your sexy little assto whatever his name was on the phone. And then you weren’t even going to say anything, except that Mom came in. And it was fine. You’re gonna be fine. Things aren’t ever as bad as you think.”