Wednesday, September 14, 2011

23. The Dreamer-Someone Makes an Observation

"Oh hell no!" Julie exploded.  The cheating bastard looked up from his kiss.  His eyes grew wide.

"You'll cheat with this slut and not with me?" she screamed.

"If I were up to it, I wouldn't be screaming that loud," Anna chuckled.  Now all the times when Julie's eyes had skipped over Anna to solely focus on Nick were worth it.

"Julie, calm down.  This is between Anna and I..." but Nick was to late.  The woman whose name we hadn't learned yet was walking away.  She took the long way around Julie.  There might be some kind of disease the screaming woman had and distance was necessary.  But then she looked at Anna.

"You're that girl from the news.  God, I had no idea," she said and dipped her head so their eyes could not match.

"And me!  God this is so like you!  When you have no one else, you'll sleep with me.  I'm your masturbation tool.  But now I'm  not even good enough for that.  Who gave you the money to cover your cell phone bill last month?  Who took you grocery shopping?  Who gave you money to buy flowers for your girlfriend in the hospital but you actually gave your mistress the flowers!" the candles on the table all shivered as her tirade reached a crescendo.  It crashed, pulling heads and eyes to the floor.

"Bastard!" all three woman said at once before scattering.  Michael half-carried Anna outside.  Julie grabbed a glass from the family of four's table and tossed Mountain Dew onto Nick's suit.  Then the storm moved outside.  The other woman was already gone.  None of them would ever see her again.  Nick never said what her name was.

They dropped Julie off at a bar.  Tonight she was going to drink mai tai's until her eyes washed her makeup away.  Of maybe she would drink the mai tai's because she was crying.  Her best friend met them at the bar and hoisted Julie out of the car.

With Julie gone, there was a void.  Michael waited before filling it.

"How did you know?  And the bomb?  What's going on?" is was quiet.  It was a demand.

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