Chapter 27: Something's Off

"Useless! Are your hands made of jelly? You can't even hold a trash can steady," Vanessa snapped, ignoring that Alexander had just kicked the trash can over. Idris didn't talk back. He just said, "I'll go get a broom." "What broom?" Vanessa snapped. "I want you to pick it up with your hands! You're trash, so what are you afraid of getting dirty for?" Taking out the trash for his mother-in-law was nothing to be ashamed of, but picking up all this messy medical waste and fruit peels by hand was...