“You think I lifted a van off you?” His tone questioned my sanity, but it only made more suspicious. It was like a perfectly delivered line by a skilled actor.I merely nodded once, jaw tight. “Nobody will believe that, you know”. His voice held an edge of derision now. “I’m not going to tell anybody.” I said each word slowly, carefully controlling my anger. Surprise flitted across his face. “Then why does it matter?” “It matters to me, ” I insisted. “I don’t like to lie- so there’d better be a good reason why I’m doing it.” “Can’t you just thank me and get over it?” “Thank you.” I waited, fuming and expectant. “You’re not going to let it go, are you?” “No.” “In that case… I hape you enjoy disappointment.”