Unsaid
“Could it be true?”, I asked.
“Hmmph!”, he snorted. “Do you doubt my word?”
“Well”, I ventured. “You haven’t exactly been straight with me so far.”
“That’s not true”, he remonstrated.
“Ha, really?”, I scoffed.
To be continued, one of these days…
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