[ oh, for chrissakes. tony. peggy doesn't hide the way she touches her temple, now, at the imagined headache. howard's boy retching his guts out on the rug. and she wonders what she did. tossed him into a cold shower, probably, and made him drink a cup of raw eggs.
and then clean the carpet. ]
I hope not. [ a puff of air through her lips. ] Did I ever tell you about the time I was caught raiding a liquor cabinet?
[ it almost sounds like an old lady unable to remember what she has and hasn't said. in truth, peggy doesn't know how much of herself she ever revealed to the then-boy. ]
no subject
and then clean the carpet. ]
I hope not. [ a puff of air through her lips. ] Did I ever tell you about the time I was caught raiding a liquor cabinet?
[ it almost sounds like an old lady unable to remember what she has and hasn't said. in truth, peggy doesn't know how much of herself she ever revealed to the then-boy. ]