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Oh, you’ll tell her what you’re <span class="mu-i">celebrating</span>, you growl, clenching your fists at your sides as your booze-soaked blood begins to boil! You’re celebrating some <span class="mu-r">ART BITCH</span> snatching your brother away! Glaring at a few concerned-looking passersby, you continue your answer with a defeated hand gesture! I mean, you continue, did she hear what they said back there at the altar?! ‘<span class="mu-i">Til death do us part!</span>’ What the hell kind of sicko shit is that, anyways?!
“You’re celebrating the loss of your brother Sue,” responds the woman with an understanding nod. “And all that entails…” Turning her head your way, you just barely manage to duck under the brim of her hat as she leans forward to take your hand in hers. Uh… <span class="mu-i">STRANGER DANGER?</span>
“You shoulder quite the burden, dear, though no one else can see it.” Says your aunt in a sympathetic tone. “So why continue to carry it?”
You respond with a confused blink. Uh, <span class="mu-i">Earth to Crazy Lady:</span> you’re his <span class="mu-i">sister</span>, not, like, his dad or whatever! You can’t exactly say who he can and can’t marry, alright?
“Why not?” She asks, cocking her head to the side again. “Do you not have a say in your brother’s wellbeing? Do you not know who he is? What he values? What he dreams of?”
She leans closer. Close enough for you to smell the peculiar alcohol on her black-painted lips. You can’t place the flavor.
“Do you not want to <span class="mu-i">save</span> him?”
An icy finger works its way down your spine as you pull away from the strange woman.
...E-ex<span class="mu-i">squeeze</span> me?
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