She walked away, then stopped at the gate, turning around to stare at me.
She then came back to me.
"And another thing-"
I held up my hand before she could start her ranting all over again.
"Unless you're going to accuse me of murder or something else involving the cops, is it really going to matter? You're leaving me, isn't that enough?"
"No! I need to get out everything I've been holding back!"
I sighed, and lowered my hand.
"Fine, go ahead then."
She opened and closed her mouth a few times.
"You're no fun."
"That's your complaint?"
"YES!"
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