My Sister Asked to Borrow $400 “Just Until Friday.” Then Her Daughter Texted Me by Mistake.

a hundred and twenty with the margarita.

I bit my tongue. I actually did, the physical thing, pressed my tongue between my molars so I wouldn’t type something I’d regret. Because what was I going to do, comment under the steak photo asking where my groceries went?

I’d look insane. She’d make me look insane. That’s her real talent.

So I said nothing. Friday continue reading …