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Oh
…
shouty
capitals
!
I
switch
off
.
How
can
he
intimidate
me
when
he
’
s
six
miles
away
?
I
shake
my
head
.
My
heart
still
heavy
,
I
climb
into
bed
and
fall
instantly
into
a
deep
but
troubled
sleep
.
*
*
*
The
following
day
,
I
call
my
mom
after
I
get
home
from
work
.
It
’
s
been
a
relatively
peaceful
day
at
Clayton
’
s
,
allowing
me
far
too
much
time
to
think
.
I
’
m
restless
,
nervous
about
my
showdown
with
Mr
.
Control
Freak
tomorrow
,
and
at
the
back
of
my
mind
,
I
’
m
worried
that
perhaps
I
’
ve
been
too
negative
in
my
response
to
the
contract
.
Perhaps
he
’
ll
call
the
whole
thing
off
.
My
mom
is
oozing
contrition
,
desperately
sorry
not
to
make
my
graduation
.
Bob
has
twisted
some
ligament
,
which
means
he
’
s
hobbling
all
over
the
place
.
Honestly
,
he
’
s
as
accident
-
prone
as
I
am
.
He
’
s
expected
to
make
a
full
recovery
,
but
it
means
he
’
s
resting
up
,
and
my
mother
has
to
wait
on
him
hand
and
sore
foot
.
“
Ana
,
honey
,
I
’
m
so
sorry
,
”
my
mom
whines
into
the
phone
.
“
Mom
,
it
’
s
fine
.
Ray
will
be
there
.
”
“
Ana
,
you
sound
distracted
—
are
you
okay
,
baby
?
”
“
Yes
,
Mom
,
”
Oh
,
if
only
you
knew
.
There
’
s
an
obscenely
rich
guy
I
’
ve
met
and
he
wants
some
kind
of
strange
kinky
sexual
relationship
,
in
which
I
don
’
t
get
a
say
in
things
.
“
Have
you
met
someone
?
”
“
No
,
Mom
.
”
I
am
so
not
going
there
right
now
.
