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July 23, 2019
Even knowing I had asked the right questions and had the weight of argument on my side, I lost faith. Before his voice, the intonation and rhythm, the threat from a look, I tremble. He watches me without blinking, drawing out in one long breath a word until, devoid of context, the sound becomes meaningless, noise. A “yes” from him would hint at a query, drift onto a cloud of “maybe’s” and dissolve in a wash of “maybe not now’s” and before the ss’s had faded into silence, my question would be swallowed by his outrageously cavernous smile and forgotten.