“You don’t know what you mean, because you haven’t thought clearly a day since she died,” I shot back. “You’re programmed on pain and bitterness. I’ve tolerated your bullshit for years because I knew how you felt. Because I know how it feels. But you crossed the line coming in here and pushing Claire around. Now, the rest of our friends can keep handing out hall passes for your horrendous behavior, Lizzie, and I’m not taking it anymore. Do you hear me? I am not walking this line with you another day of my goddamn life!”
