Bad Sisters
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Well, well, well!
Up to this point, the Garveys attempts to shake Angelica off have proved an ineffective disaster.
So how do you solve a problem like Angelica?
In Boom, the Garveys are truly at the end of their rope trying to figure it out.
According to Ian, who (allegedly?)
Graces death has only made her double down on that particular impulse to intensely frustrating ends.
Evas not someone who often tells people the truth about how shes feeling.
Losing a source of comfort at a time when she so desperately needs it is an unexpected hammer blow.
But first, lets have a brief chat about our intrepid detectives.
Fergals an obvious mess, for one.
Surely that wont come back to haunt him!
This time, she mentions an aunt whose abusive relationship made her want to keep preparing for the worst.
Okay, back to the Boom.
In retrospect, everything in this episode is gearing us up for that last shock.
Since Im a bad person who considers herself to be Angelicas No.
1 hater, my first reaction to the boom (get it?)
bashing her in the face and dunking her overboard was, obviously, to burst out laughing.
How … incredibly inconvenient, given all the heat already on the Garveys without another body to deal with.
And look, Im on record as hating just about everything Angelica stands for.
Im not sorry shes (probably) dead, if only to give my increasingly clenched jaw a break.
Still, there appear to be other reasons to maintain some healthy skepticism toward him.
We know Blanaid trusts Angelica and has perhaps confided in her, but we dont know why.
Her melodramatic sniffing, her asking almost offhandedly if Graces sisters might want to say a word?
and her clutching the biscotti can amid oceanic gales were all hilarious.
With all the respect for her craft in the world, she will not be missed.
It is unforgivably rude how everyones go-to insult for Eva is Youre infertile and alone, lol!!
I know some of you have been theorizing that Ian may be up to no good with Blanaid.
What does it say about me that I wouldnt mind getting cremated into that biscotti tin?
Nice biscotti tin, tbh!
What wagon did you want to kill?
Uh … my sister, Ursula.
Shes a bitch, youve met her.
