“Did you just try to goad me into using the eather?” “I did.” I laughed. “Oh, you’re going to have to do better than that. It takes a lot to anger me.” “I want you to repeat what you just said and ask yourself if that’s the truth,” he replied. My lips pursed. “Let me rephrase. It takes a lot to make me that angry. I have way more control than you realize.”
