The last day at Lonah's never goes well. And even if I told you, you still wouldn't even believe me. One of my good friends, we've even been roommates on two separate occasions, said she never believed me until she witnessed it for herself. She said: All the stories I've heard about your Mom, I really thought you were making it up.
Hell hath no wrath like Lonah.
I have no idea why I let it get to me. I have no idea why I can't handle it all better. It is sad, but it is over.