I went over to Jilly’s and we talked while she did her nails. She’s totally into Bus Boy so mostly we talked about him, which was better than having to talk about Mark. I hadn’t really noticed Bus Boy’s butt so it was okay to hear how great it was.
When I got home, Chris was banging around the kitchen and my dad was standing at the counter glaring. Chris said go away at the same time my dad said would you mind going to your room.
I still don’t know what happened, even though I tried to listen at the top of the stairs. Whatever it was, they took it out to the garage.