1. My sister is the only person I can tell the truth to. She is the only one I can admit things to about Sly and Doris.
2. Summary of conversation Primo and I have been having over the past three days:
Me: Has your dad admitted fault?
Primo: It's not about assigning blame right now.
Me: It is always about assigning blame with him and with you.
Primo: Right now, I just have to deal with the situation.
Me: You never want to just deal with the situation when it involves me. Has he admitted fault? It is his fault!
Primo: Even if he knows that, do you really think he would ever admit it?
Primo: He keeps claiming he doesn't remember anything about the fall.
Me: How convenient.
Primo: I think he knows and he will have to live with that knowledge the rest of his life.
3. Primo: I certainly can't be expected to look for a job under these circumstances.
Me: I not only looked for and found a job while my dad was dying, I moved halfway across the country. So. Yes. I certainly expect it.
Primo: This is different.
Me: Yes. My dad wasn't an asshole. Nobody got drunk and fell on my dad and put him in the hospital.
4. Primo: I think my mother might be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life and it's all my dad's fault.