Monday, August 21, 2017

Ch 8 Doris reaches out and I coldly and meanly reject her, taking her tender heart and stomping on it

Primo: My mom says you reject her attempts at friendship.

Me: I do? How?

Primo: She says she has reached out to you.

Me: When? She sent us a Christmas card, but I didn’t send one back because we were there for Christmas and besides, they are your parents so you are in charge of recognizing all birthdays and holidays with them. Any time she writes me a letter or an email, I answer it. How have I rejected her? I have sent her unprompted letters. Letters, I might add, that she has not answered.

Primo: I don’t know. That’s what she says.

Me: Oh good grief.

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