“The Fonnes weren’t overly vocal about their feelings, at least not when our aunt was around, which wasn’t often. Nor did they visibly shun her. The Moones, on the other hand, were arrogant and cruel. They ill-treated her, snubbed, and betrayed her.”
“Okay, I’ll buy killing judgmental, in-your-face-rude relatives. But now -- brother-in-law Jensen aside -- she starts killing non-Moones? Is she that crazy or blood-thirsty?”
“If you were zany to begin with and then you became super pissed off-"
“And had someone fuelling that pissed-off state -- sure,” she declared, straightening. “Yeah, you might just snap.”
In contemplative silence we got into the elevator and found a grim, weary-faced Budd leaning into a mirrored wall, a cardboard tray of coffees in one gloved hand and a large take-out
