Escaping the Crushing Need
This is not fucking fair. We’ve been together under false pretenses and I’m now expected to be the good boyfriend to two slowly declining grown women, both requiring my full attention and prone to demanding things rather than requesting help. If I leave, I’m a monster. If I stay, I’ve been consigned to a life of servitude.
...that, if taken through the lens of truck stops and gas stations throughout the Midwest, Reese’s has taken over the world.