“I’m sorry,” I say. “I get it.”
He looks up. Meets my eyes. “Do you?”
“Yeah. I do.”
“I don’t think you do, actually. In fact, I hope you don’t. I wouldn’t want you to know how I feel right now: I wouldn’t wish that for you.”
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