Chapter 66 Yes To Therapy Continues

• That evening, Aria took me home after giving me a silent lecture for making an "offensive" suggestion of how asking Mark to the dance could be considered offensive eluded me. Even as it hurt to say it, he was beautiful—if she was into big, muscular, and promiscuous eyes. He was, after all, intelligent, humorous, and kind, and when he had his tantrums, he was very infuriating to deal with. And unlike Tyrone, Ronald, and George, he never once used violence. What did you not like about it?
• I could worry about my friends' problems tomorrow if I forced myself to forget them. I was too exhausted to think of anything but my bed.
• I tucked myself into bed after saying goodnight to Mom and goodbye in the hallway. Fatigue seeped into my muscles, making them feel as heavy as concrete, so I carefully removed my glasses and set them on my bedside table.