Me: I have the same bad taste in men as he did lol
Millie: Nah. You’ve been quiet. I figured I’d give you a couple days to get over Mejiiiiico.
Me: Consider me over it.
Millie: You didn’t have a good time?
Me: It was an experience.
I’d made the decision to keep the past few days under wraps.
George went out of his way to be the big brother to Lara and me, but I didn’t have it in me to loop him in on Stan.
I already knew Stan’s red flags cosseted me better than a sleep hoodie mid-winter.
I didn’t need George’s puppy-dog eyes ramming home the dangers of a relationship with a mobster.
Millie had probably hitched her wagon to the only guy I knew who waspuregreen flag.
In fact, that green flag put the green in the tricolor to shame!
Me: I’m heading into work actually
Millie: I miss work
Me: Not much to miss lol
Millie: My only conversation from 9-5 is toddler talk. It’s a whole dialect. I’m officially losing my mind
Me: I’m here if you need me
Millie: I know. Sorry. Ignore me
Me: Never!
When my cell rang, I tsked.
Me: This is mega terrible timing, but Raisin’s calling me.
Millie: Lol, don’t be dumb. I’ll be fine. Give her my love. Xo
Me: Will do
Me: xo
Ordinarily, I’d have ignored my sister, but she’d already tried to call me twice yesterday, as had Ma, and I’d fobbed them both off with a couple text messages.
“Hey, sis,” I answered, trying to sound normal.
“Why’s your voice weird?”
Ah, sisters. So annoying.
“There’s nothing wrong with my voice,” I sniped. “Give me a second, would you?”
“Like I have a choice,” she sniped back.
Me: George, checking in. Might be a good idea to take the weekend for some adult time? Millie’s going a little stir crazy
