"You're right, that's not a friend. That's family," I reply evenly, crossing my arms over my chest. I owe him nothing. And he can judge me all that he wants, but until he knows the situation, even that has limited weight.
I don't need others' judgment to know where I've made missteps.
"So, Mr. Barnes. Why are we here? Do you want a list?"
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Date: 2012-02-13 09:54 am (UTC)I don't need others' judgment to know where I've made missteps.
"So, Mr. Barnes. Why are we here? Do you want a list?"