"So?"

"You. The way you are dressed. Not like this...Drinking wine, alcohol on your breath. I'm your guardian, how will it seem?"

"Like you..." She stopped mid sentence, not finish finishing what I knew she may say. But she did not go there.

I continued to work with the dishes, she watching me, silent. She hadn't rinsed any of them, and in frustration I began removing everything and putting them back in the sink.

"What are you doing?"

"You didn't rinse any of these." I continued, "Susan is a friend, I fully intended to tell you this morning, really, but, uh, I forgot. And I did not see you last...