I emptied the garbage
and saw him pull the pill out of his pocket, open it and dump it into my
coffee. Then he added milk. I had moved back to the sink. He turned and said
“here’s your coffee”. I watched him leave the kitchen, I dumped it out and got a
fresh cup of coffee, turned and there he was, standing in the doorway. Teeth
clinched, fists balled up, I thought he was going to hit me. Such anger on his
face.
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