When I started, I was just curious.
I didn't think anything at all would come of it. Perhaps the shop would attract some customers; perhaps Mr. Mushnik would treat me with a little more kindness.
And then when the lies began, I figured I could handle it. After all, I've told plenty of lies.
But when she believed me, I began to feel sick.
My stomach always hurts.
I didn't want to face her.
I wanted to tell the truth, but I was afraid of what she would say.
She has heard too many lies.
For me reveal another…
Impossible.