[She uncurls one fist to slowly take the pages. She gives thought to crumpling them up, destroying all trace of this conversation. She wants to punch him, hard, in the mouth.
She should get up and walk away.
But she instead sets the pages beside her and regards him with a thin-lipped gaze.]
I really wish you'd quit thinking for once in your life.
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She should get up and walk away.
But she instead sets the pages beside her and regards him with a thin-lipped gaze.]
I really wish you'd quit thinking for once in your life.