this morning #1453.

this morning, her brother was beyond furious with her. of course, she was entirely beside herself over the whole situation. searching for something to comfort her, i thought things over and, all at once, it hit me. “out of curiosity, where the hell was he when the shit hit the fan?” her sobbing stopped. from the look on her face, it was clear that she hadn’t even considered this. somehow, she’d just assumed that he’d been by their mom’s side the entire time but it’d only been implied. never confirmed. “you know what? i actually don’t know. we’re about to find out though.” she grabbed the phone with a fury. dialed him up. i scootched closer to her so i could listen in. he picked up on the first ring.