Sorry About the mess

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You’re so sorry about the mess?

I’d like to thank you once again for inviting me into your home after I dropped off your husband from work. I know my visit wasn't planned, but you were nonetheless a warm and gracious hostess. All that being said, I found your apology insincere.

Your home was indeed a mess, but I do not believe you were actually sorry about it.

You've been married to my best friend for nearly a year now, so it's important that we be honest with one another. I was honest with you when I told you that I was hungry and therefore wouldn't decline your offer to prepare me a meal even though you were about to go to sleep. But were you honest with me when you told me how sorry you felt that there were dirty dishes in the sink?

How about the pamphlets from the funeral home that were strewn about the dining room table? Or all those prescription pill containers you keep unorganized on the kitchen counter? I hate to say it, but I'm certain your father would climb out of his hospital bed himself to tidy up if he knew what I had to endure as a guest in your home. And although you acknowledged the obvious offense I took at how your home has become a metaphor for the dysfunction in your primary relationships, I didn't buy for even one second that you genuinely felt bad for me.

I understand that being a newlywed, providing hospice care for your aging (abusive?) stepfather, and managing your own declining psychiatric health has overwhelmed you. The weight you've gained in your face tells the whole story. But if in spite of it all you can't be real with me– me! your husband's best friend from work!– then what hope do you have to be honest with the federal investigators who so badly seek your cooperation in the case against your eldest son?

For your information, I heard you questioning your husband last night about whether I'm "normal." In fact, I could hear most of your conversation from the living room couch where I slept. And no, I didn't believe you either when you insisted that you wished you had a real bed for me.

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