Daughter was upset, of course, that I knew what had been going on at the workshop. She demanded that I stop the car so she could get out and go live on the streets. I didn't. She's never going back to the workshop, of course.
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When we got home, she stormed up and slept all night. She came down for her pills and insulin. No apology yet. I told her she needed to make tomorrow a better day. We'll see....
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