He asked her if she’d ever messed around with any of his friends. She reluctantly said she did. Some guy whose name I didn’t catch.
“I asked you before and you said ‘no.’”
“It was nothing, baby. It was a long time ago and it was nothing.”
It took place in the middle of a restaurant. Customers gave each other significant glances.
“Nothing? You fuck him just to get your car fixed?”
“No, baby! Stop it, why’s it matter?”
“This too much right here. This too much.”
The ones who were seated stared down into their greasy food. No one dared to look in the direction of the couple. They feared catching the eyes of one or the other.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you fucked him. You and me ain’t doing this if you fucked him.”
The hostess tried her best to seat a man and his daughter. The clock on the wall behind her ticked. Raised voices echoed. Forks clinked.
“You gonna leave me over this, baby? Over this?”
He calmly walked out and she followed, on the verge of tears.