Yesterday I watched him go out and clear the snow off the roof of my car, not happily because I had already made the decision NOT to clear it, liking to use the length of the protruding aerial as a measure for the thaw. Later he came upstairs and told me that he'd done it, adding "I know you didn't want me to."
"Then why do it? Why do something you know I don't want you to do?"
"Because it's the right thing to do." End of discussion.
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