"bernie that wasn't necessary,"
his mother scolded him
in the goddamn car,
"go back in and say sorry."
"how do you even know
what happenend?"
he asked.
"i saw it, you were only there
for two minutes."
"yeah well
you don't understand,"
he said,
"you're so fake i'd rather kill
myself than live with you,"
his mother gasped,
"no matter--"
"stop."
