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“Audrey that’s so peculiar that you’re reading a textbook during the holidays, I traveled all this way to see this group. You won’t even listen or ask me about how I am dismantling the wind turbines that you seem to defend so much it’s mental.” Audrey closed her book, “You know Warfield, I know this will come a shock to you think you think blood is thicker than any passion or proclivity a woman would ever find herself acquainted with. But this is something that despite your best efforts, landed me a great job that I enjoy and a wonderful boyfriend with I cherish. So why? Why do you still find it peculiar when you did the same exact thing in your youth even two years prior? Is it.” She feigned a gasp, “That you are not receiving the attention you feel so entitled to? I’m supposed to always make time for you, your aspirations, your discomforts to GUARANTEE that mine will never actualize. Just to chalk it up to my laziness, or even as you referred to Regan the other night “Ditziness,” and heighten your prowess and GEEEENIUS, your bravery for facing absolutely nothing than a fat paycheck to gloss the road you skate on.” She paused and paced around the island like a lunatic just to stop and gather herself. “I’ll continue to act peculiar for people that never have deserved the palatable version of me. It’s convenient for me and as far as I checked not illegal for me to make you recoil and squirm just to not ask you twenty questions about your terrible life that only the people you pay would ever listen to.”