Manipulative
2005-04-11 - 11:39 p.m.

sitting outside on the wall of the porch, smoking. 11: 30 at night.

"Honey!... Come back to bed..."

Russ is sick with a sore throat. I should go in and lay with him. Comfort him.

No other sound.

I don't stir, or talk back.

I want him to believe I'm not there...

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