He said, turning away from me, "No need. Just review all of these. You can comprehend things better without me." What is ailing about him? He differs from those from yesterday.
I was going to say anything else, but I just asked, "What else?" As is his custom, he did not give me a direct eye contact. I sulk while listening to him. Perhaps I spit out words that are too harsh?
He replied, even motioning for someone to leave by opening the door, "You can now go and study all of that. I have many things to accomplish today." Does he mad to me?
I turned away and refrained from speaking. In my hands, I have my folder. I even move slowly as I wait for him to intervene and prevent me from leaving him by himself. He could not even dare to glance at me once I had reached the door handle. I sigh a
