"I didn't take it. I really didn't."
John stared at his wife, and hoped he didn't blink. I'm being sincere. I'm being really really really really sincere.
I'm indignant. I'm very indignant. Obviously, anyone who was accused of taking it, and, of course, had not taken it, would be indignant. See how indignant I am?
I wouldn't act this way if I had done what you said. I wouldn't. No one would. This is how one would act if they were accused of doing something that they didn't. Clearly, I am acting that way, and not the other.
"You took it, didn't you?"
Jolene wanted to roll her eyes. John's eyes were shifty. The corners of his mouth were drifting up into that ... not really a smile ... sort of a twitch ...
I hate that look ... it's his worst look. It feels like he's laughing at me ... like he thinks I'm too stupid to understand ... like I'm an idiot and he's toying with me and he thinks he can get away with it...
"No!"
I could push this... I could crush him... But...no, I have to believe him... take him at his word... pretend to understand... it's all for the best...
"Fine."
"Fine."
"So what do we do now?"
"You'll have to tell me," she said.
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