“Since when am I creepy?”
Agitation filled his voice as he walked and talked into his phone.
“Since when am I creepy?”
He asked three times in the space of the minute when I passed him.
“Since when am I creepy?”
I have no idea what the person on the other end of the line said.
Had it been me, I would have said, “Mate, if you have to ask … pretty much all the time.”
See you along the Trail.
Along the Graybeard Trail 