"There is something I forgot, I know there is, there always is." He was pacing around the room like a rat. It was awful.
"You mean you don't think you have everything?" I asked him, he was so angry with me for even thinking that I had anything. "Why'd you think you could do this so easily?" I only asked him because I knew he was passionate about why.
"Linda? Why do you got to be so judgmental?" He didn't know that I hid what he thought he was forgetting. "I don't think I'm missing anything!" He said.
"You sure?" I asked thinking about how hard it was to get everything I need to take it from him without him realizing he was missing it.