"I am a doer."
"What is that?"
"I am not a talker," he said.
"What do you do?"
"I am not like you," he answered.
"Then I am a talker?"
He said nothing. He shuffled his papers.
"I am curious. Is that what you mean to say?"
"You can figure it out," he said. He did not look up.
"Why not tell me? So that it is clear?"
But he did not say anything. He would not say anything more.
6.27.2009
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