I was beginning to see what had gotten on his nerves. They put a small explosive charge on the lock and blew it. I thought very hard, stop talking. I drew back to breathe, and he forced my head farther down, forced himself deeper into my throat.
I knew his favorite color was purple, and had asked him why blue and green, and not purple? His reply was that blue was my favorite color, and green was Micah's favorite color. Uckies, uckies, uckies. He looked at me. None of your damn business, Zerbrowski.
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