Chapter 14

• “There was all this…stuff staining the sink, and I thought I’d help…” Michelle rolled her eyes and pulled open the refrigerator, which could use a scrub, too, now that Candace looked. Something purple had dripped down the front, and there were dried bits of green—lettuce?—on the bottom that could use wiping.
• Uh-oh. She was really upset. But as long as she didn’t start wanting to wash windows, she was sane. If the glass cleaner came out, it was time to call in professional help.
• “You ever stop to think that all your efforts here might seem like a criticism of the way I live?”