Damn, it's all because they outnumbered me. I thought to myself with contempt, but I didn't dare say it out loud. " Tara , I have something to do. I need to watch the game." I didn't want to be with her. Being with Molly meant I had to be on guard against getting beaten up, and being with Tara meant I had to be on guard against her taking her anger out on me.
"They're just those old men downstairs from your house. What's so interesting about them? Can they even jump around?" Tara curled her lip in disdain, and finally said, "Fine, since I don't have anything else to do today, I guess I'll just have to risk my life to keep the kids company."
"You don't have to go," I said weakly.
"Are you looking for death?" Tara glared at me.
Oh well, let's go. We're just watching the game, not fightin
