"Oh, Josh," he laughed, "I wish you'd run that past me first. You don't know the first thing about disinformation. I could have told you that would backfire."
I looked at him as I chewed the bite I had taken. "Why?" I asked.
He sighed and set down his fork. "Okay, Miss Rogers considers herself a rebellious 'flower child.' You get that, right?"
I nodded.
"You came to her and said, 'Look, nothing happened but Doctor Hill said we have to be careful not to even look like anything inappropriate is going on.' That just made her seethe with resentment, and put the idea in her head that something inappropriate could be going on—with you. Let's face it, Son, you pretty much planted the thought in her head and told her not to even think about it. What did you think she would do?"
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