“Fine. Don’t listen to me. You’re going to choose what you want to do regardless of what I say.” She looked up from chopping vegetables to stare at me. “But let me say one thing: There are times in life when nothing makes sense. When you can’t make sense of the reality you’re living in and you’re angry all the time.” She smiled sadly. “I know what it’s like. Don’t let the anger rule you. It doesn’t just incinerate everything around you—it takes you with it. Ask me how I know.”
