Nope, still no such thing as peace.
So like, my grandma asked where my brother was, so I told her, “Oh, he went to the doctor’s” and she just got this really grim look on her face and said, “I told them…” And I’m like, “what?” And she said, “your mom and your dad! I told them he was sick!” and I think she thinks he’s a dying boy because she just compared him to my grandpa who passed away last summer.
Welp, I guess my brother’s dying you guys.
(No, he’s not, he went to go get his ear checked….)