“Look who it is,” she muttered choking up on her staff. “Well then I guess you better entertain me with whatever interesting story you’ve come to spin.”
Cisco’s head dropped at the woman’s words. “I’m not spinning stories. I’m sorry for whatever I did that hurt you. I still don’t remember. I’m really sorry. I hurt a lot of people, and I’ve been paying for it these past few weeks. If you want, you can yell at me all you want. Hand me my ass. I have nowhere to be.”
