I am going to be leaving soon. You do not seem too keenly aware of this fact. You in fact have been treating me worse than you did before. Anyway, it seems so, though I can't recall a time when you were ever really nice.
I made it easy for you today to be nice, even jokingly, even mockingly. I said, "You will be sorry when I am gone. You'll see." And you said, "I'll just replace you with someone else. No biggie."
I proceeded with eating my food, chewing each bite very slowly. The chicken tasted particularly bland and dry, I remember.
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