Re: Call: Sam A/Cris M
I'm ok. I swear. I'm ok. I'm sorry. I fucked up, and I thought I could deal with things, and I couldn't. Joey started hammering me, and Lou is sick, Cris. He's really, really sick, and Micah wouldn't stop. [Her voice is a warble-mess.] Are you back? [Of course he is, because he answered the phone, yeah? But she's not thinking that good.]