A. W. I. A. 16: Another stop

The man who claimed to be a doctor was making notes. He wrote down 'tiger lilies' after I mentioned them, but claimed he only wrote that because he was starting a garden.

I was disinnocented of him already; he'd shown he could not be trusted. I stared down at the coffee he'd brought me, and the little pile of coffee additives--creamer, sweetener--and I looked back at him.

"What is this?"

"What is what?" he asked me. "The coffee you asked for?"

"What is this place, this room, this game?"

"What makes you think it's a game?"

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