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the car, I asked, “Who was that man, and why were you in such a hurry to leave?”
“I wasn’t. I just…” he paused for a long time. “That man is unbearable. That’s why we haven’t spoken in 25 years.”
“He seemed nice enough…”
Arthur didn’t reply, and I let it go.
That is the humiliating part of this story. How much I let go.
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