you really ask
for permission?
“Didn’t you give
that up when
you left home?
“Is Heather your girlfriend,
or your
friggin’ mommy?”
Yeah, the verbal slap
is mean. Really mean.
So why does it feel
so damn good?
Okay, I’m guessing
you know exactly
why. But the look
on the room’s collective
face slaps me back.
Kristina! You
apologize this instant,
screeches Mom.
Kristina! How
can you be so
rude? cries Leigh.
Heather doesn’t say a word.
All she does is smile
a leprechaun smile.
Leprechauns
In case you don’t know,
are cute little
demons