I clamber the car and bang the steering wheel furiously. I swear I don’t know how to deal with Myra’s stubbornness.
How do I do it? How do I make it stick in her head that her safety comes first. She is concerned about being idle, which if you ask me is irony reloaded.
She is infuriating. Exasperating. The problem with her is that she doesn’t listen. Terry would be listening to please me but who am I kidding?
This is Myra we are talking about. The queen of stubborn people and now that Tamara is in the mix, I’m going to die of high blood pressure soon. They are both infuriating but Myra?
I shake my head in disbelief. I can’t believe her. She doesn’t seem to care about her safety and if she doesn’t, I will have to worry about it on her behalf.
I’m not letting her go to work. She won’t
