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April 26, 2006
It isn't a question. It's a statement of fact. She already knows the answer, and I can't stay any longer.
I finish my roll. "Thanks for the coffee and rolls. They were appreciated."I push my chair back and start to stand up.
"Hold it,"she says, staring at me. "You're going, and I won't ever see you again, will I? That's the way it goes, right?"
I let out a frustrated sigh. "Yes and that's how it needs to go. Listen to me Emily: this is not a game; this is not something you want to fuck around with.-