Leading up to our much-needed vacation was stressful enough for it to warrant its own vacation. March had heard that Arkady and Ash were daring to take their vacation and this 28 year old decided he couldn’t be left all alone for two weeks.
As someone who had spent the majority of the past three years alone, this definitely summoned a streak of bitterness in me. I successfully beat it back, though. For all the good it did me. March was pushing towards Ash only having one week down in Georgia instead of two. (Maybe to cut down on babysitting fees?)
You see, what was so odd about the attic incident before is that Arkady actually did not know, until I told him, that I hadn’t even said anything to March about the room arrangements. He had already been chastising me for ‘How I treated [March] about it’ and I…
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