Higgledy-Piggledy and a Cat Show

Bonnie: [crying on the bed] The holidays are just really hard for me.

Marjorie: [sarcastically] Oh *you're* the one.

Bonnie: [sits up] Christy told this... awful story about when she was a kid, and I've heard the story a thousand times, and I laughed every single time... but this time... I just wanted to... punch myself in the face for how horrible I was.

Marjorie: Bonnie, this is to be expected. You're coming up on 5 years of sobriety, and you're just now starting to look back at the person you used to be through sober glasses, and it's a hard thing to take.

Bonnie: But why at Christmas?

Marjorie: We don't get to pick when it happens. I once made a flight to Detroit very uncomfortable for my fellow passengers.

Bonnie: Why were you going to Detroit?

Marjorie: National Cat Show.

Bonnie: Is that why you were crying, because you paid to go to a cat show?

Marjorie: I was crying because 15 years earlier I cheated on my husband and it was only during mid-flight that the... enormity of what I'd done hit me.