Oh, such a good, good man.
I just hate the fact that the mere sight of me made his skin turn red with anger & his hands tremor with adrenaline.
Not that I ever did him any wrong.
I never did.
I'm just a reminder to him...
And he, the good man that he is, calms himself...steps away...comes back and reminds me that we live and learn.
I smile because I should.
I know some folks just live...
'Yes, and I guess we're the wiser for it. We have been living, learning and we pay as we go.'
I am sick that I was such a bitter reminder for him, but he has no idea that he was a reminder for me too....that even when I thought I was alone, getting shafted, I really wasn't alone at all.
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