Page 134 of Marvelous

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The waitress nodded, then said, “Yes, that’s how it’s supposed to look. It’s called a red leaf lettuce.”

“Well, I’m not eating it. Bring me another one without that stuff in it.” The waitress forced a smile on her face and took the plate and left.

I pulled out my phone.

Me – She just bitched about the purple lettuce in her salad.

Me – I won’t do it again.

Me – Swear it.

Cassie – Hmmmm.

Me – Cassie.... please.

Cassie – Fine. What restaurant are you at?

Me – Renaldo’s.

Cassie – Give me a minute.

“I hope you’re not texting another woman over there. I give out. Freely,” she said as she pushed her tits together.

I wouldn’t put my dick a hundred feet near you.

Then my phone rang.

I saw it was Cassie and answered it, “Yes?”

“Make a disgusted face,” she said.

I did and caught Winnie’s eyes.

“Now, say, no fucking way,” she said.

“No, fucking way,” I said.

“Now growl,” she said.

I growled.

“Now stand up, toss money on the table, tell her that someone just broke into your house.”

I almost asked, really, but I didn’t.

I stood up, tossed money on the table, and said, “Cassie just called, someone broke into my house, I gotta go.”

Then as I walked away, I pulled a hundred from my wallet, and headed to our waitress as I said, “Sorry about her. She was a dare of a date.”

The woman nodded, “What did you do to earn that one?”

I winced, “Said a bad word to my nephew.”

She nodded, “You deserved it then.”

I looked down at her name tag, then I walked out, climbed in my truck and left.

Vowing to never say bad words around Krispin again.

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