“Mine left all of us alone for two days because she forgot she had children. You know, the way some people forget their keys.”
“I swore off tea forever. And I loved tea! In fact, I refused to eat or drink anything she touched until I was emancipated. I spent years terrified I’d be roofied by my own mother.”
“Mineforgot she had children.”
“Mine’s dead.”
“Mine might as well be.”
“This,” Archer announced, “is a terrible game. And I think I’m calling a halt to it. Yeah, I’m definitely calling a halt. If you two will let me. And how the hell do you even know who wins?”
Leah grinned and sat up. “We both did. Or we both lost. Either way: I have to say I’m feeling better.”
“Good enough to go back out and face the throng?”
“Christ, no,” Leah said, flopping back down.