It was almost like Cassie was there in my head with me: ‘Mature Little’. Red flag! Red flag!
“You’ve been doing the right thing, buddy. Don’t worry about that.”
Overly familiar and kiddish nicknames! RED FLAG! It was Cassie’s words, but I heard them in my own voice. We might have made up, but our argument wasn’t over…
“So please, don’t be upset. Don’t blame yourself.”
I slid down and hopped off the too big chair and back onto the floor. “Okay. I just wanted to make sure there were no hard feelings. You’ve done a lot for me.”
BAD CHOICE OF WORDS! Change the subject…change the subject. Redirect the crazy…Play it cool, Clark. Play it cool.
“So did you hear about Forrest?”
Janet tilted her head to the side. “Hear what?” At least she wasn’t frowning now.
