“I was wrong to do that to Dylan, but I didn’t hurt you in any way. Yet you’re the one who can’t stand me. Why?” “I can stand you fine.” “Is that why you’re being sarcastic with me?” “I’m being sarcastic with everyone, Dot. Ain’t nothing special ’bout you.” “You weren’t sarcastic with me back when I was a kid.” “Spared you then.” He turned to tap my nose, his grin unbearably patronizing. “New rules now. You’re a commoner like everyone else.”
