“Say it like what?”
“As if that’s how I treat you.”
“But you do.”
“What?” She shifts back as if I just spat in her face.
I massage my temples. “All this is coming out wrong. What I’m trying to say is that you are opinionated, and I like that. It’s just that not everyone takes well to that kind of an approach.”
“I feel like you’re trying to backpedal now. First you use the word judgmental. Now you’re saying you meant opinionated. Travis, you aren’t an i***t. I think you meant judgmental, and after seeing my reaction you’ve decided to try and walk your comment back.”
“You know what? I can’t do this right now. I don’t have the energy to fight with you and convince you of what I meant to say or didn’t mean to say.” I switch off the stove and walk out of the kitchen and over to my mantle
