In typical Rachel update land.
I'm thinking about being all cliche and publishing a book.

Because whenever I tell outsiders about my past and my family
they also seem completely horrified.

As if it’s blasphemous for something so atrocious to occur in a privileged family on the Upper West Side.
As if it's illicit for a sociopath to be running an issuance company in Times Square.

I don't think that my family could ever top David Sedaris's though.