I wasn't prepared to run into Jill, though I should have been. It wasn't like I didn't know she was there, lurking in the background. Okay, not really fair, but I was already struggling with feeling badly and when she appeared while I wavered on the edge of compassion for Henry Ostler, her aggressive expression and clear antagonism set me off like it wouldn't have normally.

Who was I kidding? I never did well with confrontation, friend or not.

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