( what's a little finessing of someone else's ability to say no to her where her substantially more important than that person dog is concerned. a non-event.

but she laughs, abruptly— )

Jesus, that's a different crime entirely. I was twenty-two. I don't think many children are getting drugged in bars, but never say never to the depths of depravity plumbed by human evil, I guess.

( when she was a little girl, she got her way a lot. she did not, until that awful day on the side of the M-1, realise that it meant anything more complicated than being rich and spoiled. )

And it took me months to—figure out. I didn't do it on purpose, in the moment.