Simon, startled, pulls the car away and Old Tom staggers back, slipping in the rain and just managing to catch himself. He continues to shout incoherently after you, his voice filled with rage.
"Sorry, Ewu," Simon says, his voice shaky. "I…I didn't know he was going to do that. He's always been strange, but that…"
I am trembling with adrenaline and anger. "If he does that again, I'm gonna punch him in the fucking face!"
I am shaken but calm. "It's fine. Let's just get on."
I shake my head. "I don't think someone like that should be left to wander. He could be dangerous, to himself or others."
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