The Confrontation
When I invited Dexter over to talk for a bit, I expected him to reject me right away. But instead, he agreed on the school park behind the school where only a few students happened to be passing by.
"So, what do you want to talk about?" Dexter gets right to business as soon as we arrive at the premises of the school park. He pressed his lips together and waited for me to say anything.
Before confronting him, I had already imagined how I would ask him the question I had in mind. I would stare him in the eye, dead serious, and ask directly into his face: "Are you a spy of an enemy nation?"
The question should be as easy as that, right? After all, he is my friend, someone whom I used to talk to constantly when we were children. But now that we are in this kind of situation, why does it seem so hard to ask that simple yes or no question?