“He’s lying…” said a wispy voice between us.
She just looked at me in shock, which quickly changed to disappointment. I couldn’t say anything, so I just sit there, her hands in mine, with that same half-truth-smile on my face.
Wordlessly, she turned and walked away.
All day this plagued me. My boss asked about the TPS reports I hadn’t filed, and I told him they were with Anette.
“He never filled them out…”
“I’m sorry I missed the meeting. It won’t happen again.”
“He’d rather sleep in…”
“Could you lend me some money for rent this week?”
“He wants a new stereo…”
“Sorry, I’m going to be too busy to hang out that week.”
“He doesn’t really like you…”
I swear, we may take them for granted but be careful what you use them for, or your words might just start to speak for themselves.