The Perfect Place
““What’s wrong with you? Are you trying to tick her off?”
“It’s not my fault she’s a misanthrope.”
“She isn’t a misanthrope.” Mom massages her temples. “What is that, anyway?”
“A person who hates other people.”
“She doesn’t hate anyone. She’s just not one for company.”
“She’s mean. I’m going to call her Gag. G.A.G—Great-Aunt Grace. Get it?”
“You’d better not,” Mom says.
“She is mean,” Tiffany agrees. “I smiled at her, and she didn’t even smile back at me. And I’m adorable. Ms. Regmont from 3F sa...id so.”
“Ms. Regmont has two hairless cats,” I say.
“So?” Tiffany says.
“So I’m not sure she has the best handle on the concept of adorable.”
Tiffany’s hands fly to her hips. “Are you saying I’m not cute?”
“For the love of God,” Mom mutters. “You’re cute, Tiffany, okay? Jesus, Treasure, are you trying to get on everyone’s bad side?”
I don’t answer. I just stand right where I am, my arms crossed over my chest.MoreLess
“It’s not my fault she’s a misanthrope.”
“She isn’t a misanthrope.” Mom massages her temples. “What is that, anyway?”
“A person who hates other people.”
“She doesn’t hate anyone. She’s just not one for company.”
“She’s mean. I’m going to call her Gag. G.A.G—Great-Aunt Grace. Get it?”
“You’d better not,” Mom says.
“She is mean,” Tiffany agrees. “I smiled at her, and she didn’t even smile back at me. And I’m adorable. Ms. Regmont from 3F sa...id so.”
“Ms. Regmont has two hairless cats,” I say.
“So?” Tiffany says.
“So I’m not sure she has the best handle on the concept of adorable.”
Tiffany’s hands fly to her hips. “Are you saying I’m not cute?”
“For the love of God,” Mom mutters. “You’re cute, Tiffany, okay? Jesus, Treasure, are you trying to get on everyone’s bad side?”
I don’t answer. I just stand right where I am, my arms crossed over my chest.MoreLess
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