Saturday, May 15, 2010


For no reason but to see my humiliation happen, just happen, she slaps me in the face and says out loud so that those around us in the mall clearly hear it:

Don't ever suggest that!

and walks away quickly with an angry, offended expression.

i'm there, the left side of cheek stinging, with couples looking at me strangely. A security officer seems to consider coming my way, but i move away, making the exit and finally reaching the car.

She is waiting for me:

What do you say to me now?

i take a breath:

i thank you.