Neal doesn’t say anything right away, staring into space again. Not seeing anything in particular this time.
“He got irritated with the questions I posed, or the way I did so. I lost my temper and asked if he wanted my opinion or validation for a choice he already made. He didn’t tell me beforehand that he was going to do it. Will was there. So apparently that was an option. But he didn’t say anything until after.”
Neal closes his eyes. “You might be a better person than me. All I can think about is how I didn’t merit an FYI, and how much I want to hurt him back for that.”
A soft snort. “I guess that’s why only one of us started as an inmate.”
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“He got irritated with the questions I posed, or the way I did so. I lost my temper and asked if he wanted my opinion or validation for a choice he already made. He didn’t tell me beforehand that he was going to do it. Will was there. So apparently that was an option. But he didn’t say anything until after.”
Neal closes his eyes. “You might be a better person than me. All I can think about is how I didn’t merit an FYI, and how much I want to hurt him back for that.”
A soft snort. “I guess that’s why only one of us started as an inmate.”