Dad asked me if I was working on anything for school. “I’ve got some very advanced Algebra homework,” I told him.
So advanced that I couldn’t possibly explain it to a layperson.
And how’s your friend Isaac?“Blind,” I said. “You’re being very teenagery today,” Mom said.
She seemed annoyed about it. “Isn’t this what you wanted, Mom? For me to be teenagery?”
“Well, not necessarily this kinda teenagery, but of course your father and I are excited to see you become a young woman,
making friends, going on dates.” “I’m not going on dates,” I said.
I don’t want to go on dates with anyone. It’s a terrible idea and a huge waste of time and—
“Honey,” my mom said. “What’s wrong?” “I’m like. Like. I’m like a grenade, Mom.
I’m a grenade and at some point I’m going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?”
My dad tilted his head a little to the side, like a scolded puppy.
“I’m a grenade,” I said again.
I just want to stay away from people and read books and think and be with you guys because there’s nothing I can do about hurting you;
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