As soon as I dialed his number, I suddenly remembered how much my voice bothered him; the malevolency in the sigh he gave after he heard it made it painfully obvious. To him I was like raindrops intruding on an otherwise sunny day, like a passing truck spurting diesel on his morning run, somewhere before hell and after tolerable is where I stood in
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