A Picture Changed My Life Forever

Spying

- - FRANK'S P.O.V - -

Stop loving him? Did I just hear that correctly?
I'm sorry to say this (well, not really...) but I was eavesdropping on them. See, my bedroom floor is right above the kitchen table, where technically, Sammy and Mom were talking. My bedroom floor is wooden, and I was down on my knees, pressing my ear to the floor so hard, it hurt.
The voices were audible too. Loud enough so I could hear what they were saying clearly.
She can't STOP loving him.
I thought I told her not to do anything dumb! BREAKING HER HEART IS DUMB!
Unless that's what she WANTS to do, but who would want to have heartache because they... wanted to?
That's just so wrong.
I'll quote: "Do what you heart tells you." That's always been Oprah's words.
I never thought her advice would be wrong.
I want to go down there. And I want to yell, "DON'T STOP LOVING HIM, SAM! DON'T!"
I mean, that girl's BREAKING her OWN heart....
But maybe what she's doing is right....
No, it's not! What if Gee loved her back?
Maybe she deserves someone her age...
But what if Gee actually loved her back?

OH GREAT.
NOW I'M FIHGTING WITH THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
I feel so tired...
You know what? I'm gonna go to bed.
Yeah, Frank, go do that.
My very first sign I'm tired: talking to myself.
I need a good sugar high tomorrow. Tomorrow morning....
Yawn.
I just wonder what else Mom and Sammy are talking about....
Zzzz.