didn’t plan on actually doing it, but before I knew what was happening, my fist was balled up and flying toward his face. It felt like I watched everything happen in slow motion, from my fist arcing through the air to Rich’s widening, surprised eyes. I connected with his eye, even though I’d been aiming for his jaw. He flinched back and then stared at me in openmouthed disbelief. “Are you crazy?” he asked. “What?” I still had both my fists up like I was getting ready for nine rounds. I let them fall, feeling very, very silly. “You told me—” “I was fucking with you. Jesus.” He laughed, then
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