I sat there very still except for me right leg. It was moving up and down slightly, over, and over again. The motion was quick, my leg balanced on the ball of my foot. It moved some more, up, down, up, down, like a hammer.
My forehead glistened from the sweat. The cold sweat. It reflected the lights from the ceiling. Those lights, those white, fluorescent lights. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand and my sleeves hoping to get rid of some of the moisture. No luck. The sweat came back.
My stomach growled and
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