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By the time Honi stormed out of the house, the hailstorm had moved on towards the valley. He registered grimly how the dark clouds shrouded the wide vista of empty cornfields with their ominous light and the blurry mist of precipitation. The weather matched his mood, it seemed.
He couldn’t have stayed any longer in Adi’s presence, overwhelmed by a sense of betrayal that seemed to strip him of rational thought and left him a victim to his emotions. And what emotions they were—rage, anger, bitterness.
The further he walked, the more his rational thinking kicked in. Why had he blown up like that? Yes, he felt betrayed that she hadn’t been honest with him, but if what she said was true, she’d kept it from him in order to protect him. He’d have acted no differently in the same situation.
