“What?”
I gazed upon a man in front of me, carefully examining him, never leaving any mark of humanity.
“Was I like you?”
He stared down at me, like a poker player, merciless, cold, distant, like a robot he was.
“Talk to me!” I bursted, slapping his iron arm; I winced.
Advancing steps of humanity came.
“You are under arrest, Monsieur!”
I bit out a laughter. They didn’t even know my name, last they ought to arrest me.
“Order from Madame!” him, reminding me of that conning woman.
“Bit my Madame; I do not want to retreat, lest be caged.”
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100 Words in 100 Stories, eh?
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