Epilogue: Name (6)

"It is him, right?" I huffed, shaking my head, profusely. "I heard bits and pieces of your conversation. It seemed like you knew him a little better than a friend should, and that is fine, but as a fellow human being that respects human intelligence, I don't want you to get hurt at the hands of a decrepit outlaw."

"You are thinking too much about this, really." I was irritated at that point. I had chosen to spend time with this person over a man who had been waiting forever for me to forgive him. I am sure Anthony had more conversation, the meaningful kind, to offer than this man had at the moment.

Holy fuck. I sound like my old self. I am reverting back to my old tendencies? No! I can't do that again!

"If he kills you?" I scoffed.

"He won't. You are mistaken about his identity. I don't know who you think he is, but please refrain from making such accusations in public."