Chapter 11: LYON

The fuck is she up to now? Sneaky fuck is about to zing my ass with something I'm sure. I know all her looks by now and the one she's wearing does not bode well for my ass. All through dinner she kept giving me looks, when she wasn't turning red as a cherry each time she looked at her nasty ass sons. I tried to remember what she had going on but couldn't come up with anything that would put that look on her face. I was just grateful that she'd let the Caitiebear thing drop for now, but I wasn't fooling myself that I'd heard the end of it. She's worse than Mengele's dog when she gets something between her teeth.