AND THEN THEY ATE…
“You know what I’ve always loved most about you?” she said reaching for his hand across the table. “You never judged me. You always just accepted me as I am.”
He accepted her hand, and held it gently but shook his head dubiously.
“No, my dear,” he said flatly. “You are entirely wrong on both accounts, and could not be further from the actual truth.”
She withdrew her hand in surprise, a deepening frown creasing her puzzled brow.
“What do you mean?” she said nervously.
“I mean I judged you constantly,” Steinthal said. “I still do. That is what I do. I watch people. I study people. I come to understand a person, and then I judge them. In a brutally honest fashion. I judge everyone this way, including myself. You are certainly no exception to the rule. As a matter of fact there are no…
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