“At least Sook doesn’t puke all over herself in her sleep and roll it into my ma’s couch.” “You promised you wouldn’t bring it up again,” he choked out, looking wounded. “Promise breaker.” “Gibs,” I bit out, striving for patience. “I’m tired. I was up all night taking care of your drunk ass. I spent half the night turning you on your side so you didn’t choke yourself, and winding you like a bleeding baby, and the other half I spent mopping up your vomit. You wrecked the living room. You plastered the downstairs bathroom in puke. You almost smothered me to death with your Guinness farts when I
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