Which Reminds Me

Yes, I fail to understand why the specter of smoking Libby is continually brought forward, as if I had anything to do with that. She is the one who came forward to confess herself unable to control this compulsion, this nervous habit of hers, of puffing away on tobacco sticks. And I didn't even say anything. But since you keep breathing smoke in my face I find myself to send it back where it came from because it was really not my problem.