“I beg your pardon. I am a picture-perfect employee. Didn’t you see how I organized help in cleaning out the warehouse today?” “Help James didn’t seem to want. Which is exactly what I’m talking about.” “I was just doing my job. Very well, thank you.” “You were doing that thing where you push and prod. It’s something you do with people you care about. Something you didn’t ever do with Dale.” I have no argument for this, so I take a long sip of my drink and wonder why I thought sibling bonding was a necessary thing.
