AMELIA
We didn't go to the hospital. Cam refuses and drives himself back home, with Carl and me following behind.
I decide to ask Carl to leave since Cam is acting like a jerk. I might tolerate his behavior, but Carl, who's quite hot-tempered, can't. So, they're better off not in the same space.
Seeing the facade of the house satisfies Carl after we park in the driveway. He let me know he's set to leave for Princeton tomorrow. With a long hug and warnings about making good choices, we bid farewell. I hear Cam shutting the door of his car and then the house while I see my cousin off.
When I wave goodbye at Carl's departing car from the porch, and the red lights disappear into the corner, I turn for the door, greeted by the big "asshole" written there. I heave a sigh, twisting my mouth e
