God, Lou. Don’t you think I want you to have what you want?”“You’re my sister. You’re supposed to want those things for me.”“You can’t have it both ways, Lou. When things get bad, you can’t call me—which I’m gadabout, I am!—you can’t do that and then imply I don’t give a shit about you.”“That’s what I used to think.

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