Listen for the Lie

by Amy Tintera

Now I’m just staring at recipes on my phone, dreaming about sticking lemons up a chicken’s butt.

“Come on.” I head toward the house. “It feels like Satan’s asshole out here.”

You’re right that some people will never believe you, no matter how hard you explain yourself. Trust me, there’s no pleasing people. If they’re determined to think the worst of you, they will.”

There really is no pleasing people.