Seemingly instantly, Mrs. Anderson disregards you, & goes running toward the door after her husband. “Jack, no!!”, she cries out. She runs into the hallway, but then returns to the room.
“Well,” she says, slowly switching gears, “looks like you & me can do whatever we want, whenever we want.”
You can almost see the lightbulb over your head, as a thought occurs to you. “Not quite,” you tell her. ’Whaddya mean?”, she asks. “You saw. My husband just left me.”
“True,” you say, “but what makes you think I’m a quick & easy replacement? The way it looks to me, you need me more than I need you.” Eventually, she nods. “So now I call the shots. If you want me to stick around, you gotta do what I say.”
“Meaning,…?”, she asks. “Basically,” you explain, “whatever I want, I get. That means here at school, your place, my place, anywhere.” |