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His daughter Annie

“Bart,” I seethe, returning his greeting “For someone that works for the school board, you’re not very smart”

He shrugs, stuffing his sausage fingers down into his front pockets “Maybe it’s you that needs to be schooled”

I walk over to the espressocup ofdown at the paperwork scattered over uised as a thermostat on the wall It’s not the first time I’ve had these friendly visits from Bart, but what he doesn’t know, is every one of them has been recorded because Iset up once, sha so since I walked out of Lennon, covering my own ass has become priority

I sidestep between hiht up in his personal space, and I can se as I furrow my brow and take a sip ofthata tea party with a five-year-old

“Just thought I’d double check onto see your PO in a couple weeks Wouldn’t want anything to come up before then”

I sniff as he shrugs a shoulder on a sreen eyes as Annie His brokenhe’s worked hard to hide, even frohter

“Nothing better colare, then see Rodney and Breach coh to ask if I need help I twitchthem into stand-by mode as I finish up with this polished turd that seeram

“It won’t I’ll promise you that Just come meet with us That’s all You see e offer, you see how it can benefit us both and then you decide Just don’t ignore nored”

“Well,” I pause, taking another sip of the stea , “I don’t like your face or your clothes or your breath or you”

But, I do like your daughter In fact, I’ to be a little complicated