Polished and neutral
Even though my answer was neutral and well-polished, it didn’t make her patronizing grin go away. The sneer of someone who thought they were still in charge made her lips twist slightly. Sandra flourished on these small conflicts, using every word to subdue me. How many years had it taken to master this technique of subtly nasty behavior, I wondered? However, I was resolved to defend my position tonight, no matter how challenging it was.
Polished And Neutral
Another test of endurance
Her measured mockery made it obvious that tonight would be yet another endurance test. I braced myself for the long haul while Sandra persisted in having casual conversations with people and occasionally threw jabs at me. Every course prolonged the agony, making every minute seem like an hour. I was annoyed by my fiancé’s inattentive banter with his siblings, but I couldn’t let my annoyance divert me.
Another Test Of Endurance
