He looked at me, and it wasn't exactly an unfriendly look. I kept my smile in place, though it felt more like a grimace. He fished an ashtray out of the mess. That isn't what I meant, I said.
I could control his head from moving side to side, but I couldn't choke him, and I didn't weigh enough to slow him down. I'm still a law clerk, just at a different office where they let me work nights. It should have made me mad, but it didn't. My heart thundering inside my body.
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