A bad call

I woke up, shivering. Tired. Headachy. Nauseous.
I texted her again and said I was not coming. She fielded the sadness and pain that created in the girls. She was pretty dissaopinted.

We tried talking later in the morning, but it went no where - back doen the bs rabbit holes of its-not-my-fault and i-tried-but-you-wouldn't-do this or that bs.

We hung up. Was it the result of a bad connection?  Did she hang up on me?

I texted her

One day I will get over how you continually made me feel small and unloved and broken and ashamed for opening up to you.   I know you will never see things from any other perspective than your own. But dont worry, I will be professional. That, you can count on.

"Who are we?!"  Was her reply.