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| So Moo called Honey and told her Brooklyn had come home and asked her to come over... |
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| Honey, as always, has a complete grasp of the situation. |
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| I throw her fruitcake on the lawn and grab Honey before she comes in. I tell her that Brooklyn is okay but a little bit sensitive to the whole kicking-her-out-of-the-house-when-she-was-9 thing. |
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| Oh yeah, pizza. $40 is a lot of money for pizza, so no tip. |
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| Righteous, dude, that's awesome! Get out. |
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| Brooklyn says "Wouldn't it be fun to have a welcome home party for me?" Clearly she doesn't remember she didn't have a friend on the planet. |
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| Honey eats half the pizza then starts in on me seeing the shrink again. |
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| "If we have a party will you come?" Honey is like who are you again? |
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"Well, maybe we could have coffee sometime." Honey's like whatever. |
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| She corners me in the bedroom and starts in on the shrink again. Geez, Honey, drop it. What, does he owe you money? |
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| I yell at her for spending 3 hours in the house and completely ignoring the dog. |
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| But we make up a bit and we're friends again. |
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| The next day the shrink calls me. |
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| What? Did my check bounce? |
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| I move the motorcycle into the front yard and show Brooklyn her bed. "Isn't it nice? Just like the barracks, right?" |
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| Bitch. |
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| That's it, we're looking at apartments tomorrow. |
Will Brooklyn move out soon? Will Moo give her a welcome home party? Will Honey get over this shrink business? Let's see... |
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