"You like looking at things your way," she corrected. "You been trying to bully me since we met, and you done nothing but try to bully me since you called out to me on them steps today. You can lie to your fool self all you want, but it don't change a damn thing. I may be scared and I may be tantruming, but you're a bully thinks you can catch more flies with vinegar than with honey and that thinks the only opinions worth havin' are your own." She stopped, watching the little boy sidle up to him, then she looked up at him again. "I decline your offer of hospitality. Now, either you let me go, or you're kidnappin' me."