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I envisioned the confrontation differently. I had it all planned in my head.
I was gonna have her sent to my office. She was going to enter the room all nervous, and I’d have my back to her to add to the suspense. I would probably be smoking a pipe. I would slowly swivel my chair to face her while stroking my beard. (I had a beard in my daydream.) I’d give her a chance to explain herself. She’d deny everything. I’d call her a liar. She’d whip out her sword, and we’d have an epic battle that would level the whole village.
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After suspecting everyone around me for over a week, I’ve finally narrowed down the list of suspects to one.
But before anything, let me paint a picture of the things I had to put up with for the past week and a half:
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Played badminton with a couple of high school friends today. It’s the first time they’ve seen me since I’ve contracted the big P, and they were really cool about it. Particularly when I started to bleed through my shirt halfway through the game. The fact that one of them’s a doctor may have helped the others in accepting me as well as understanding my condition.
Anyway, I’ve discovered that my condition can be really handy as a conversation piece. But the downside is, during the game, I somehow got the feeling that they were taking it easy on me because of my condition.
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