While her head was much improved, her stomach wasn’t so sure. For his part, Simon looked rested and content. He’d warned her not to drink the Scrumpy and the fact that he wasn’t saying ‘I told you so’ was really just a sneaky way of saying ‘I told you so’. She glared across the small compartment at Simon.
“What?” he said.
“You don’t have to rub it in.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Your face is saying it. It’s ‘I told you so’ing’ all over the place.”
“On behalf of my face, I apologize.”
(from Fragments by Monique Martin)
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