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I spun around and walked back toward my bowling ball to bowl again when I heard him jump up from the booth.

He planted a firm grasp on my wrist and pulled me back.

Anger took over and I back handed him across the face, my expression still blank.

His grip on my wrist never loosened and when he looked back at me....

He still had a smile.

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