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You feel your hands subconsciously clench at your sides as you take a deep breath of cold, sobering air. Is… is she <span class="mu-i">serious</span> right now?
“Hm?”
It’s just, you begin as you look Heather in the eyes, she’s acting like she’s the only one who did anything wrong, but <span class="mu-i">you’ve</span> got a lot to apologize for too!
“Stan, that wasn’t you at-”
It doesn’t <span class="mu-i">MATTER</span>, you interrupt as you nearly get up from your chair! You don’t get a free pass because you have ‘<span class="mu-i">feud states</span>’ or whatever–none of that changes what you said, and even if it did you still never gave Heather a chance–you just thought she was some <span class="mu-r">ART BITCH</span> trying to take Sue away forever!
“W-well for what it’s worth, I kinda <span class="mu-i">was</span> an… an <span class="mu-r">ART BITCH…</span>” She mutters with a faint smile forming on her face. “And still am.”
Well <span class="mu-i">shit</span>, though, you groan, you never… you never really gave her a chance! You were so caught up in her taking up Sue’s time that you just focused on the negative shit! You don’t… you don’t even really <span class="mu-i">know</span> her, you add with growing volume and intensity, like… like what’s her deal, anyways? What does she do!?
“Well, um…” Heather stammers, clearly not expecting the sudden interrogation, “I really like <span class="mu-i">sketching</span> things? Like people… and landscapes?”
Okay, you nod, good! That’s good!
“Oh, and I like hosting those parties where you drink wine and paint!” She adds with renewed confidence! “And READING! And going to concerts–but ones with a small scene-not the mainstream ones!”
She had you at ‘<span class="mu-i">drinking wine and painting</span>, you announce with a smile!
“And…” Heather concludes, “And I <span class="mu-i">LOVE</span> your family, Stan… Sue’s a given, of course, but…” she pauses to glance towards Mitzi and your brother as their swimming forms rapidly disappear below the horizon, “And I really want to try again with you, so…” Reaching out to you for a handshake made slightly less awkward by the context, your sister-in-law gives you a reassuring smile.
“Can, um… can we clear the slate?”
>CONTD.
