I didn’t do that. You seem…” I didn’t want to jump right into an interrogation. I was hurt and angry, but mostly I was on the edge of freaking out over a brother I no longer recognized… and didn’t know how to help. I stood in the middle of the living room like a statue. I didn’t think you were ever gonna fuck me.”
“Yeah. I vaguely remember reading something about people becoming completely different people overnight, for no apparent reason. Come to think of it, she was the one who suggested I crash at Kyle’s in the first place, after I told her I was planning on staying in a hotel. If I couldn’t figure out what was going on with him I’d have to convince Mom to do an intervention with me. There were no pictures on the walls, no plants, no rugs, no decorations of any kind. The first thing I noticed about the place was how sparse it was… like, post-apocalyptic sparse.
