ana
ny argument could have. He stared at me, h
u have it covered'?" he d
You have your plan, and I sho
eliberately provocative. You're creating a
op of the closet and began to pack. Methodically. Impersonally. Socks, underwear, two sets of prac
ly. We were laughing, young, and impossibly happy. For a moment, a wave of grief washed
e cold, pragmatic stranger in the other room. They weren't the same
can by my desk and dropped the frame insentimental. H
rway. He had followed me. His eyes were fixed
ithout looking at him. "Ten
went to my mother's room, helped her pack her essentials, her
ce. Bryant and Katia huddled in his office, whispering and pointedly excluding me. I didn't care. I s
ng darkness, punctuated by distant shouts and the occasional smash of glass. Our buil
ispenser in the kitchen was programmed to release a strict
atia. She had a glass filled to the brim with ice cubes, and she was letting the purified water from the dispenser
ke a child caught with h
utting the fridge door. "I
, then at her. I was too tired to be furious
" I said, my
," she said quickly, h
in the doorway, drawn by ou
id immediately. "I
ce dripping with condescension. "For God's sake, Adi, she's under a lot of press
g concerned about our dwindling, life-sustaining
s about conservation-it wasn't for us. It wasn't for me. It was to ensure there was mor
. A slow, triumphant smile spread across
chen. I opened the pantry and took out my pre-portioned bag of prot
" Bryant asked, his voic
ull. "I'm taking my resource
ping peacefully. I gently woke her. "Mom, I need
ed her into my bedroom and then turned to fa
ce calm and final. "We will be stayin
s is my home!
uch longer
he door. He put his
face a mixture of anger and
eye. "You wanted a separa
ound echoing the final closing of a chapter in my life. I leaned my back against the

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