I got home and Agnetha pulled me in a hug.
Frida already called me.
I guess you're angry with me for not telling you?
I'm not angry with you.
I'm angry with London's family.
And I'm going to talk to them.
I'm sorry.
No you told him to stop and he didn't , don't blame yourself.
Right now Frida wants you over there.
So I'm going to drive you over.
