you really ask
 
 for permission?
 
 “Didn’t you give
 
 that up when
 
 you left home?
 
 “Is Heather your girlfriend,
 
 or your
 
 friggin’ mommy?”
 
 Yeah, the verbal slap
 
 is mean. Really mean.
 
 So why does it feel
 
 so damn good?
 
 Okay, I’m guessing
 
 you know exactly
 
 why. But the look
 
 on the room’s collective
 
 face slaps me back.
 
 Kristina! You
 
 apologize this instant,
 
 screeches Mom.
 
 Kristina! How
 
 can you be so
 
 rude? cries Leigh.
 
 Heather doesn’t say a word.
 
 All she does is smile
 
 a leprechaun smile.
 
 Leprechauns
 
 In case you don’t know,
 
 are cute little
 
 demons