Page 42 of Sweet Nightmare
No.
That only means more people and more opportunities for stupidity.
“With whom?”
Mom suddenly finds her empty glass fascinating.
“A very famous South Korean artist.”
I blink.
“Is this artist male or female?”
“What difference does that make?”
“Humor me.”
“He’s one of the most influential celebrities in the world right now.”
He.
“He’s very talented too.”
He.
“Women absolutely adore him.”
I stare.
She smiles hopefully.
“That’s your sales pitch? Really?”
She shrugs. “It works on your sister.”
I rub my temple.
I can actually feel the headache arriving.
“I don’t do teamwork. You know this.”
“I do.”
“You also know I don’t enjoy strangers.”
“I know.”
“I don’t even enjoy most people.”
“I definitely know that.”
“So why are we still having this conversation?”
She smiles sweetly.
“Because I’m hoping you’ll surprise me.”
“No.”
