That was really more than she'd planned to say about what went on in her head, but it was like once she'd started, she couldn't stop. She stirred her rice, more to have something to do with her hands than anything else.
"That's sort of how it is for me," she said. "My sisters are great, I trust them with my life, but sometimes, they just don't get it. Whatever 'it' may happen to be."