... you're having a nice, boozed-up conversation with an old friend you haven't had a nice conversation for a while, and he just gets the urge to tell me how certain-woman-I-don't-want-to-know-anymore is doing, and to ask me whether I had come across of her recently (I think I'd rather get run over by a car). I'd felt perfectly fine if he'd asked my how I had dealt with the death of grandmother, but no, he had to turn to that particular subject, at that particular time.
I reacted with a barely disguised grimace, turned stone-silent for half a minute, and then switched subject. I hope he got the message.
I reacted with a barely disguised grimace, turned stone-silent for half a minute, and then switched subject. I hope he got the message.
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