Jane: I didn’t really talk to him. Until the one day I saved his life.
Jillian: You saved his life?
Jane: Yes. A gang was going to kill him!
Jillian: Kill him! Why?
Jane: Drugs, of course.
Jillian: Oh. Of course.
Jane: So Nick distracted the gang from him as he ran to my house. He knew my house rules: “I’ll feed ya, I’ll clothe ya, I’ll clean ya, but ya can’t bring drugs into my house!” I got him straight and saved his life.
Jillian: Wow, Jane. That was really nice of you, after all he put you through.
Jane: Well, it was the least I could do. After all, he is my son-in-law!
Jillian: Wait, he’s your son-in-law?
Jane: What? No.
Jillian: Ok…
Jane: So, I called up the gang — I have their number — and I said, “What were you doing at Jeff and Nick’s house?” and they said “Nothin’, dude,” and I said, “Yeah, right, man. I said what were you doing at their house?” and finally they admitted that they were trying to kill him because he owed them drug money.
Jillian: Wow. So, wait. How did you call the gang?
Jane: Well, I had connections. After all, they do know my step daughter!
Jillian: Your step daughter associates with gang members?
Jane: No, no. I just know them.
Jillian: Ok…?
Jane: And, speaking of, did I ever tell you about the time that I shot a rabid possum in this alley? Right about where you’re standing.
Jillian: What?!
???
I have no idea what we’re talking about!
Jillian Wyatt 
Does she just lie all of the time? Do you really love talking with her so you having to blog about? :)
wait…what did i just type? it’s early. I didn’t eat breakfast.
You’re right, Emily. I do love talking with her so I having to blog about. And yes, I do think she may exaggerate just a litttttle bit from time to time. :)