Mom snaps her head towards Dad so fast. He stuffs his mouth with food, avoiding her eyes. I don't think Michael can breathe with how hard he's laughing.
Megan just sighs and continues eating. She doesn't complain or order us around. She doesn't even use her commander voice. In fact, she looks pretty down.
"How was your day, Megan?" I ask.
She shrugs and scoots things around her plate. Everyone looks at each other. Then they look at me. I nod and get my food.
I'll be the one to talk to her after dinner. Hopefully It's not my fault.
Figuring out what's wrong with Megan takes a certain level of skill to accomplish.
You can't just you know with it. You gotta ease the question out. Ask without asking. Make it seem like you care without caring, so she doesn't think you think something's wrong with her.
Subtlety is the key.
"Megan..." I walk into her room and close the door behind me. I pretend to look at some schoolwork on her desk. "So... What's wrong with you?" Perfect.
She gives me a flat look. "What, you think there's something wrong with me?"
Oh god, it's a trick question. If I say yes, she'll get mad. If I say no, she'll say I don't notice her pain at all.
Proceed with caution, I tell myself. I look for a way out. "Well, I was just wondering because I think there's something wrong with me."
She sighs and slips from her bed sheets, putting her unicorn night robe on. "Well, I didn't want to bring it up, but now that you mentioned it, I have noticed you've been acting strange."
Exactly. I'll make it about me and then I'll ask her what she thinks is wrong with me. In the process she'll reveal why she's upset with me. It should work. Should being the operative word.
She sits on top of her covers and pats the seat beside her. I do as instructed and wait.
"What seems to be the problem, Mia?" she seems like she's missing a cup of tea to stir around and sip condescendingly from.
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