There's No Coming Back from This

by Ann Garvin

I didn’t want to ask questions and make my ignorance known.

God, is this going to annoy me? What a trope.

Geez, Poppy. Figure it out.

Ugh

I knew I could point my accusing finger at Emilie, but it was so snively. Like immature sibling rivalry.

No. Just blame her. This is going to be a mothery-daughtery redemption arc and im pre-annoyed by it.

“You know, if you stood up for yourself like you do for everyone else, maybe I could respect you.

Correct.

“I’m in my patient’s room, but he’s in a coma. You can tell me all of your secrets. He might be listening, but I think it’s fine. He doesn’t talk much.”

Wow.

I wondered if he could read the braille of my attraction.

I hate this.