“Do not misconstrue the sound that just came out of my mouth,” she said. “It was hysterical laughter only. Brought on by stress and a murderous rage.” Hot, I replied. She choked on another laugh. “Goddamn it. That’s it. I’m turning off my computer.” I sent a crying face emoji. “You’re not funny,” she said. Then why do you keep laughing? “I am not laughing. Not really.”
