I’ve felt second place for a long time.” “I never wanted you to feel like that. But . . . you didn’t step up. You didn’t become my partner. You left me to fend for myself.” “Yeah, kind of like when your mother openly insults everything about me and you say nothing,” I say waspishly. “That sound she makes when I say yes to dessert. Tut-tut. Looking down on me because of where I work, and the fact that I only have a high school diploma. A million other things.”
