Your best friend calls to ask if it’s safe for her son to spend the night with your brother (I know, it’s weird, they’re the same age).
She asked if it’s safe.
Read: is my heroin addict brother there. Is my enabling, in denial, mentally unwell mother going to be caring for them. Will there be fighting or conversations about drugs.
Maybe awkward wasn’t the right word to use.
That heartbreaking moment when… You know your family has fallen all the way apart.