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Not You Again.

Are you following me? Do I owe you something? This is the fifth time that you have crossed my path today. Why? Tell me why, I have done you no wrong, I do not owe you money indeed I do not even owe you a favour.

I do not even know your Family so why are you following me? Did some one put you up to this or is it some weird game that you are playing?

It cannot be coincidence that we meet like this day after day. Are you a long lost member of my large family perhaps? That I suppose could explain these meetings, unless you have been paid to follow me; and see what I am up to; how I spend my spare time.

I am not a criminal, I am not wanted by the Police, as far as I know I am not on any or in any ones bad book. So why this perpetual persecution of my person by you?

A thought has struck me are you after my daughter? Do you know how old she is; why you must be at least old enough to be her father?

What did you say, you are not following me, and you do not know my family or me. That I have a daughter is news to you. Then why do we meet like this? I am bound to get the impression that you are following me when our paths cross at least five or six times a day.

I must tell you I will not stay at home just to avoid meeting you. I have business to do here in town and it is of a financial nature that needs all of my concentration. Please do me a favour either go somewhere else or stay at home for the next few days.

If you want to get to know me then we can make a rendezvous to meet at a Public House and have a drink together. Is that all right with you?

He tapped his head with his finger, as much as to say that I am not all there. I just shook my head and went off on my business hoping that I would never see this person again.