He picks up his coffee and settles back in his seat, scowling absently across the room. There is a recent discussion with Myra that continues to sting in his mind. She would never forgive him pushing aside a chance to keep his health, and the possibility of dying slowly and painfully in bed is the very epitome of his worst fear.
"I assume you're willing to be... discrete about this."
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branchandroot
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Date: 2009-09-24 02:08 am (UTC)"I assume you're willing to be... discrete about this."