"You can't be here Megan," he said. "Especially like this."

"Like what?" I asked. "Fucked up? You don't want your friends to know your sister's a loser, that it, little brother?"

"Megan, get out!" Mark snapped. "I don't have time for your shit right now!"

"Oh, that's nice!" I snapped back at him. "Yesterday you said nothing else was more important, but now...."

"Here!" Mark reached into his pocket and handed me a set of keys. "Get out of here and go to my place. Go sleep it off, and I'll be there later."

Before I could speak, there was a knock on the door.

"Mark?" It was Jim. "Get...