She chewed her bottom lip and looked at him apologetically; she wouldn't say it again if he didn't want her to, but she was sorry. For something, even if she couldn't quite pinpoint exactly what. "I don't really know why he bothered to come; he hates her. Probably more than me." Then she realized she'd just gone and said she hated Abernathy, and although that wasn't exactly news to Tim it wasn't a very nice thing to say about someone's sister in front of them. Particularly in her house, on her birthday.
She flushed with embarrassment immediately. "Oh god, I'm sorry." Probably a good thing Abernathy was off pretending to be Bernadine at that moment. If she'd overheard, she'd probably have taken the opportunity to blacken up the other eye.
She flushed with embarrassment immediately. "Oh god, I'm sorry." Probably a good thing Abernathy was off pretending to be Bernadine at that moment. If she'd overheard, she'd probably have taken the opportunity to blacken up the other eye.