May I say a couple of things?

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I observe, I listen, I think and elaborate, and I usually have something to say.
Or at least I used to…
A: “Jade?”
J: “Alexander?”
A: “Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?”
J: “I sure do, you came jumping out after me.”
A: “Well, you fell on the concrete and nearly broke your ass and you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you off to the hospital. Do you remember that?”
J: “Yes, I do.”
A: “Well, there’s something I never told you about that night.”
J: “What didn’t you tell me?”
A: “While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was going to be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you and I never told you ‘til just now.”
J: “Now I know.”