“Ma’am…”
His voice trembled.
“Are you alright? Let me help you up.”
Vanessa spun toward him.
“If you touch her…”
She smiled.
“…you’ll be unemployed before dessert.”
The young man froze.
I gently squeezed his hand.
“It’s alright, sweetheart.”
I smiled warmly.
“Today everyone is showing us exactly who they are.”
Vanessa threw back her head and laughed.
“Oh, please.”
“Now the homeless lady is giving moral lessons.”
Water dripped from my gray hair.
Ran down my neck.
Collected in the wrinkles of my hands.
I looked directly into her eyes.
“Take a good look at me.”
My voice remained perfectly calm.
“This will be the last day you ever treat another human being this way and believe there won’t be consequences.”
Her smile disappeared.
“Was that supposed to be a threat?”
I simply smiled.
Because at that exact moment…
The sliding glass doors opened.
“Ethan!” someone called.
