Feeling the ground fall out from beneath you, you catch yourself on the kitchen island as you try to re-order your thoughts, hearing distantly “Rudy is fine!” from Leah as she looks at you from the bench near the kitchen door. “Taryn is just fucking with you. She clogged the toilet and Rudy got stuck unclogging it.”
“Uh, TARYN did not clog the toilet. MIRANDA clogged the toilet, and then left the mess for me to deal with, and frankly, I had to go.”
“Hmph,” Bernard grunts. “So now Rudy has to dig through all your shit to find the bones Mira left?”
“Hey, better digging through my shit than being my shit,” Taryn whispered back sweetly; “right Maxie?”
“uhhh… ye… yeah…” you answer, still somewhat shaken after the already stressful night. “Why Rudy?”
“He was already close by~. He has prior experience too, actually.”
“Are you guys ready yet?” Leah interrupts, impatiently gesturing at each of you. “We need to be back soonish you know. Maddie likes to sleep in, but still…”
“I’ll get my shoes…” you say, edging past Leah as Taryn and Bernard continued to bicker. You had to admire Bernard’s bravery. With a sister like Taryn, you’d have been too terrified to talk back, ever.
