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The man with the lip was waiting for me. Watching for me to come back out the door. He could see me through the window the whole time, so he was just waiting. I thought maybe I should run, but my knees felt funny and I thought he would catch me anyway.
"Gonna get in the car on your own?" he said.
I thought about my dignity, and the promise I had made to myself, and I walked over to his car and got in.