Carla looked at me and said, "You really are full of shit." Then she got up and left.
After Carla left I sat for a minute trying to understand what had happened. I felt as though I had been in a fight and lost badly. Not only did I lose but I don't know if I landed any punches at all. My curiosity as to why Carla didn't like me had turned into a hatred of her. I wanted to get even for the rotten things she said to me. I was determined to find a way to get to her and upset her as much as she had upset me.
I went back to my room, thought about calling Lisa, decided not to and went to bed.
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