[ he sees that little spark, the way the compliment hooks into Henry like a fish on a line. he smiles, utterly unkindly. ]
Yeah, it's real good. For a piece of garbage.
[ his fingers curl around the edge of the page, primed to tear it out of the book. you know the gutter where so many of Henry's belongings and books and assignments have ended up? ]
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Yeah, it's real good. For a piece of garbage.
[ his fingers curl around the edge of the page, primed to tear it out of the book. you know the gutter where so many of Henry's belongings and books and assignments have ended up? ]