“When,” Eloise said with exaggerated patience, “did you all become the best of friends?” “Oh,” he said, nodding. “Funny thing, actually. I asked them to break my legs.” Eloise just stared at him. As long as she lived, she’d never understand men. She had four brothers, and quite frankly should have understood them better than most women, and maybe it had taken all of her twenty-eight years to come to this realization, but men were, quite simply, freaks.
Lol true that
