And…

I heard him approach me. “So,” he began, “You’re doing ok.” It wasn’t a question. Slightly indignant, I stiffly turned around to look at him, face full of disdain. “Yes, of course I am,” I replied with attitude. He stared at me in such a way, as if he was trying to see into my soul, and to discern the truth within those five words.

I walked away.

The end.