A friend returns the stack of books you loaned to them, but one of the books isn't yours...and it's a bit odd. Where might the book have possibly come from? Did your friend give it to you on accident, or for other reasons?
"Yes Mrs. Thapa, I'm quite sure. I know I've been touchy about this in the past, but this time is for real alright? You know how you embarrassed me in front of the entire class my telling them how they should all be like me and maybe if they read even a tenth of how much I did, they'd do so much better, and all of that... Well...he came to ask me for some good book recommendations the next week, and checked if he'd be able to borrow any books. And I lent him a few. Almost a dozen. That was two months ago. Yesterday he comes to me and says he read a book every week, and thanked me from loaning it, in a really weird way I dunno if you'd understand, and returned the books. He had the 'look' in his eyes Mrs Thapa, he had the look!"
"No, no not the other kind of look alright I know what's that about and he's dealt with that in the past, and I don't think it needs talking about anymore. And even if that was it, it would make no sense that he'd include that book in particular, yeah? What would be the point of giving it to me? Would it be a hint-hint bro, why don't you go to hell, sort of message? Because lemme tell you ma'am I know him much much better than you do and he's not the sort of person to send that kind of passive-aggressive message. Either he'd cry and just let it all out, or you know live and let live, that's been his motto, always."
"Yea yea I gettit, the last part undermines my point, but it's a figure of speech you should know, you're the English teacher! No I'm damn serious, if we don't take this seriously who knows what could happen and I wouldn't want to be held responsible for you know, whatever. And most definitely you wouldn't want to, how'd you deal with you know the outcome of all of it. We remember what happened...how long ago was it now...with the senior guy...a decade ago, they still tell stories about that, and the football competition too, you don't want that. Just bring him over and have a conversation. No! No! Do. Not. mention. My. Name. I mean if he gets super duper defensive whatever yeah fine, I care for him as a person yadda yadda, but what's the point to needlessly involve me in here. He's looking for intervention, I tell you. He's really looking for interven...Wait, there's a call coming in, it's him, I'll pick it up, and get back to you."
"Hi, hey, you're still there? Okay, great, yeah so I talked to him about the book situation, and apparently, and you'll find this so funny, but also quite sad. Apparently my suspicions were not completely founded, but there was a need for concern. He'd heard something bad happen to somebody from a movie, and knew a friend's brother wasn't doing well, and meant to give the book to him, got mixed in my pile instead. Yeah yeah quite funny actually, he's in a vacation with his girlfriend right now, lots of plans from what I could make out of it. Ooops. Better safe than sorry though, right?"
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