I watched you leave and you said to me after the party where people were rude to me in your Indian native polite voice, “no please, please, be nice to their rudeness. they will eventually like you”, and I looked dismissive and walked away after twenties where nothing had changed. yes, they will eventually like me for your sake? I will not hold my breathe!
notice the scorch marks they left in the drive 15 years ago and their is a shadow of another and another scorch mark for every year I stayed with you.
I was so tired, I had to go just for my self respect.
