When Timi recovered, he couldn’t stop talking about what he’d seen. A merman! A real merman! At least, that’s what he said. I didn’t know what to think. He’d been in pretty bad shape when he dragged into the camp. He could have hallucinated it.
All I know is that I heard banging and yelling, and Adelle started screaming for Timi and Roselyn to stop it.
They were fighting! My kids were actually throwing punches at each other!
Jesse started running when he heart the first scream. He got there first. Roselyn wouldn’t look at him.
He dragged Timi outside and started shouting at him. How dare he attack a little girl who depended on us!
But as soon as she saw me, Roselyn started shouting. “That boy is a lying moron! You’re all selfish incompetent idiots!”
“What do you think you’re doing anyway,” she demanded. “Helping us? You ruined our lives, you fat old bitch! Leave me alone!”
She shoved past me and ran out into the wilderness. At least she couldn’t see me crying.
Roselyn came to the camp with Coward, Social Butterfly, and Loves the Outdoors. That was a hard enough combination to begin with, but upon aging up, she added Mean Spirited.
Our little refugee family just added a lot of disfunction.