James
“Alright then, have your say. Let’s get this over with,” says Michael.
“I intend to, and you are going to listen to me, you stupid bastard.” I don’t try to keep the anger from my voice. “On a previous occasion when we had words over something, about my attending that auction, you were a hundred percent right. This time you are one hundred percent wrong.”
going wrongHe stands up, legs akimbo, arms folded, lips pressed white, staring at the ground.
“You think I’m going to try to take her from you?” I say. “Yes?”
He pauses, then grunts, a sharp downward tug of his head.
“What exactly am I supposed to have done to get this from you?” I say. “I listened to everything you said when all this started so that I didn"t abuse her. I listened to you. I’d have thought that you would listen
