You’ve been there for all of us.
Jameson
You’re our sister. We want to help.
Jenson
This is pointless. She’s gonna keep ignoring us no matter how many texts we send. I’m out.
Jameson
I really thought she’d respond.
Jaxson
I hate being so far away from you all. Jenson is pissed, you’re hurt, and Penny is sad. I hate this.
Jameson
Don’t worry, bro. She can hide for now, but eventually she’ll come around.
Jaxson
Even though you’re ignoring us, Pen, I still love you.
Jameson
We all do. It’s why we’re so angry.
Jameson
And hurt.
Jameson
And scared.
Jameson
And hurt.
Jameson
TALK. TO. US!
51
PENNY
“You’ve got to eat, Pen. I don’t care what you say. I will not have you wasting away to nothing in front of my eyes. Now eat the fluffing sandwich.”
Angie holds a plate in front of me. I reach forward and take a small bite before putting it back on the plate. I have no appetite, and nausea swarms my stomach from the minute I wake up to the time I go to bed. But I know Angie won’t let this go.
“Nope. You need to finish it. Or I’ll phone Mama B.”
I narrow my eyes on her, pick up the sandwich, and nibble on it.
“Thank you. It’s been over a week, Pen. You haven’t left your house, you’re barely eating, and you spend most of your days watchingThe Princess Brideon repeat, pausing on Inigo, and then crying again. We want to help.”