Val loses her cool.
"C'mon Val, what're you so upset about?" She pleaded with me, rolling her window up and down and up and down. I jammed my finger down on the window lock and glared at her.
"I shouldn't be going." I finally said. Jen rolled her eyes, and tried reaching over me to unlock the windows. A slap battle ensued, until I yelled at her to remind her that I was driving.
"Look, it's not a big deal. You're going with a whole group of people, this is for Jenny and Chris, and James knows your situation. Plus, he's still married. And Luke knows exactly where you're at, I don't see what the issue is!" She exclaimed.
"The issue is, I don't know if I can trust myself!" I practically screamed at her. And it was finally out. The truth, my fear.
My sister had nothing to say to that. After a long stretch of thoughtful silence, she finally spoke up.
"One drink. Two tops, and then we will leave, I promise. I've got your back."