“I’m sorry,” was all she could muster. “I don’t know what got into me”.

He sat there with his eyes burning, not saying a word. Anytime he said anything she had a sharp retort anyway, was so quick with her tongue. And she always wound up saying she’s sorry too, every time.  After mauling and scratching and bashing him.

 Not really good for the ego.

“Well,” he said quietly, looking around the noisy restaurant at the tables filled with happy couples, some with kids in tow.  “There’s really nothing I can do about it now, right? You’ve said it, can’t take it back now.”

He knew he’d have to be cautious, take the walking on eggshells route. She’s just so quick to anger, always taking the words he said and twisting and rewriting and interpreting things from her odd perspective, bringing up everything from their past, rehashing every incident where she felt slighted. Any misplaced word would only prolong the agony of her tearing him apart.

He’d seen this movie before.

“Brian, come on, get over it already,” was her response, as she swallowed the last bite of Boston Cream Pie off her plate, putting a napkin to her mouth. He thought it ironic how such a beautiful face was so good at spewing such bile and poison. “This is what couples do you know, it’s perfectly natural to argue and fight, you can’t just sit there like a wounded animal all the time. You’re just gonna have to get over it already.”

Brian pushed his chair back and stood up. Looking down at her he took some cash out of his wallet and threw it down on the table in front of her. “I do have to get over it you’re right. And you know what?  I’m over it.”

She looked up at him questioningly, her face turned to panic. “Brian?”

He shook his head NO and turned around, heading toward the door. She knew this would happen, that he’d walk away. Hasn’t everyone done this to her since the day she was born?  It started with her father and had been every man since. What is it that she does that makes everyone abandon her? What’s so wrong with her that no one ever sticks around?

She pushed the dessert plate away and raised up her hand to get the attention of the waiter. 

“Check, please!!!”



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