Several things happened following our visit to Carnival Village. The quickest was Ruth demanding a thorough and meticulous explanation of everything. Joel took his turn first, which blew off some steam before it was my turn. She wasn’t happy when she found out who Alistair really was.
Ruth crosses her legs on my bed, turning the other way with a pout. “If only your background wasn’t equally as horrifying as his, I would’ve told you guys to break up.”
I loop an arm through hers. “If you told me earlier that I was adopted, the truth would’ve been out and dealt with quicker. I also would’ve overcome my depression sooner. So let’s call it even.”
Ruth’s cheeks redden with frustration. “You know the real disappointed thing? Joel never said a word to me. I’m the only one who shared everything
