[ He didn't look at her, glaring off at a point on the wall, instead. A slight dent in the metal where Amos' fist had hit it.]
A whole lotta bullshit. [ There was no way he was going to tell her about being called a coward. No way that he could. ]
He just -- he said he shouldn't have had to hear it from someone else, but it ain't like anyone is willin to even give me a god damn minute to breathe, let alone find a way to tell Amos about somethin that I know is going to get to him no matter how it comes out. I was gonna tell him. [ There's a decent measure of guilt in his voice, because unlike Amos, he is a liar. And he was lying now - to himself, most of all. If he was honest, he'd admit that he was hoping it would just never come up and get swept under the carpet.
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A whole lotta bullshit. [ There was no way he was going to tell her about being called a coward. No way that he could. ]
He just -- he said he shouldn't have had to hear it from someone else, but it ain't like anyone is willin to even give me a god damn minute to breathe, let alone find a way to tell Amos about somethin that I know is going to get to him no matter how it comes out. I was gonna tell him. [ There's a decent measure of guilt in his voice, because unlike Amos, he is a liar. And he was lying now - to himself, most of all. If he was honest, he'd admit that he was hoping it would just never come up and get swept under the carpet.
Amos was right. He was a coward.]