I shake my head at him and throw my hands up as if to say, ‘Go, be more insane if you really have to’ completely blown away that we are arguing about this today of all days. I hate alcohol. I should have known it would sweep in and ruin this.

“You’re eating more, eating crazy foods still. Sleeping more. Emotional and touchy. Moody with everyone else except me now. Your breasts are bigger, and you're softening around the waist and ass enough that I noticed, not that it’s bad. ...