Pizza My Heart
Here’s a hypothetical scenario for you: Some guy you met months ago calls you for help, and when you show up, he’s battered and bloody but refuses to call the authorities. You then take him home, where he confesses that he introduced himself to you using a fake identity under false pretenses so that he could garner information on a family you’ve been close to for years. Do you a) call the police and get him the hell out of your log cabin that looks like it smells like mothballs, or b) allow him to spend the night and interact with your young son, then make him a frozen pizza and consider allowing him to hang around to be a role model for said son?
If you are Chloe Lane, the only possible answer in your overly bronzed head is, of course, b!
I couldn’t even follow her logic from one minute to the next. She stealthily calls Nicole to try and figure out what’s going on, but when Nicole calls back, Chloe ignores the call and continues her chat with Deimos and then leaves her phone sitting on the table instead of bringing it to the damn kitchen and texting Nicole. She refuses to take Deimos’s money but offers to whip up some food for him. Who is she taking advice from — Hope?!
Meanwhile, maybe she wouldn’t have to be resorting to the DiGiornos buried in her freezer if Abigail hadn’t cleaned out the fresh dough at Trader Joe’s.
I know this is supposed to be a serious story about mental illness and paranoia and whatnot, but I can’t stop giggling every time they cut to Abigail lying there with that thing on her face. I’m pretty sure my brothers and I used to do the same thing with my mom’s baking scraps when we were in grade school.
On the plus side, it was great to see Jack again, however briefly, and I was surprised by how happy it made me to watch cousins Shawn Douglas and Abigail interact after all that time. Can he maybe go and try to talk some sense into his old friend Chloe next?
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