Re: Sorting stuff with Sarah
It was then that she rounded on him. She was like a wounded animal cornered by something big, she wasn't about to play nice. "Do I? Do I really know it? And how would I know something like that? Because her loyalty knows no bounds? Or maybe because I can, I don't know, trust her with anything?" Sarcasm dripped from her words.
"But then you're not all that bright, so what would you know about it?" She turned away from him and stalked down to the next store window. Hoping he would just, leave her be. Hoping that her mean venomous words would do their job and push him a way.