He doesn't get it. And he probably never will. I scowl down at my coffee an' take a careful sip even though I want to take a much bigger mouthful. Except I'd probably burn myself.
He's looking at me and there's anger and frustration all over his face and in his voice, Is there anything I do that doesn't rub you the wrong way, Verite?
I reach out and take one of the strawberries, hold it up. "I like these." I take a small bite of it.
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Date: 2011-10-09 02:23 am (UTC)He's looking at me and there's anger and frustration all over his face and in his voice,
I reach out and take one of the strawberries, hold it up. "I like these." I take a small bite of it.