but you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea, to lie awake in linen smelling of lavender, and hear the nightingale, and long for me.
“What if we can’t find [Monica]?”
“Well, find someone that looks like her.”
“Some girls are just jerks. Like that chick at the store yesterday, did I deserve that? No. But did I take her shit? No way. ‘Cause I’m better than that and so are you. Nobody fucks with the Gallaghers.”
This is about what you didn’t do. It’s about what I did. And you know what? I did a fucking great job. Debbie’s class president. She’s on the debate team, going to nationals. And Lip, he’s top of his class, he set the curve. Ian was promoted in ROTC, and he tested out of English. And Carl made something blow up for his science fair. And you know what? They did it all, no thanks to you because you weren’t here!
