"What the fuck do you think your
doing?"
I had answered the phone using muscle
memory. My body heard something ringing and reached out to answer it,
before my mind could tell it, shhhh, we're asleep. I think I grunted.
"What the fuck are you doing, get
out of my head. You're fucking with me and I won't have it."
More awake now. "What? Who is
this? What is going on?"I was awake now and all systems started
to come on line. Blinking slowly, "Misty?"
"Who else would it be? How many
people are you torturing with your mind?"
"I don't.... I mean I'm not
attacking anyone with my --"
"Come off it. You know damn well
--"
It all came together for me in one
moment. "Listen, crazy lady you need to shut the hell up. If
you think the torture is bad now, maybe I'll just decide to turn your
mind off. Think on that."
I pressed end on my iPhone and then
turned my phone off. Less satisfying then slamming an old fashion
phone down on it's receiver, but good enough."
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