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That he’s cussing in Spanish makes me more afraid. Like Iris, George never does that unless he’s beside himself.
He takes another audible breath before speaking again. “She fucking said she was going out with you!”
“You don’t think she’s with—”
“Yeah, I fucking do,” George snaps. “I swear to God, I want to kick that little pendejo bitch’s ass for touching my sister again.”
Because if she’s put both of us off with lies, we know she’s with Henry. And I want to kill her. Death by pillow bludgeoning. Maybe if I beat her on the head enough with one, I’ll knock some sense into her.
“I’m going over there,” George says.
“If you kill him,” I say, “make it look like an accident.” I’m only half kidding.
George snorts before hanging up.
I’m making myself a frozen waffle and coffee when she finally answers my text-athon.
Iris: Chill. I’m fine. And did you have to go and freak out George?
Though relief swamps me, I want to hit her in the head. My thumbnail taps hard against the screen.
Me: Damn right I did. You scared the hell out of us, ’Ris!
Iris: Okay, okay, I’m sorry. It was shitty of me to not call.
Scowling down at the phone, I tap out another message.
Me: Where are you, anyway?
Though I know, I need written confirmation before I kill her.
Iris: With Henry.
Me: WTF, Iris? He CHEATED ON U!
I can practically feel her fuming. The silent phone is a testament to it.
The ding sounds overloud in the kitchen.
Iris: Yeah, Anna, I know. I was there.
I roll my eyes and take a bite of my waffle, which has gone cold and hard. Another ding.
Iris: He had his reasons.
I toss the waffle aside and respond.
Me: Was it the falling into an unsuspecting vagina thing?
Yeah, I’m being a shithead, but I can’t help it. How could she have gone back to him? Has she a freaking clue? He’ll do it again. They always do it again. We’ve discussed this.
Iris: Funny. He was scared, ok?
I’d laugh, but she wouldn’t hear it.
Iris: Things were just getting too intense for him.
Me: So he thought he’d simplify it by fucking some girl?
