A Slow Poison
Something that made Elena even more upset as the united front made her bitterness sore at an all-time high. “Well excuse me for caring.” She grumbled put out and trying to emotionally manipulate them into apologizing to her. Only when neither did, Elena’s head almost spun around like an owl. Dinner getting cold, Tommy couldn’t eat with his stomach bunched up with annoyance. And when Josie tried to eat, Elena kept picking until she finally grew sick of trying. Cleaning off the table and putting up their leftovers, Josie saw Paisley sleeping still and bottle fed her son before going out back. Grabbing the tin that had a high cartoon character on it, she was in her garden and firing up a joint when she finally got a moment’s peace. Rubbing her eyes tired and feeling the stress headache bu
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