“Sorry, sorry. This is just so out of left field. You haven’t had a stuffed animal since you were, like, four.” We had just stopped at a red light, so I pushed at my brother’s shoulder. “Because you stepped on Fuzz with your skate and shredded him!” He lifted his hands from the steering wheel. “You shouldn’t have left him on the floor!” “You shouldn’t have been wearing skates in the house!” “It was really a homely looking thing anyway. I did it a favor.” “Asshole.”
