Like a monster. Cara looked straight into the eyes of the jury members defying them to disagree. I’ve seen you here and I want to take your picture. It’s time to go home.”
He shook my shoulder. Dressed in Bruce and Petras daughters hand me downs I had done something so despicable that I wanted to die. It makes no sense that a person with a law degree and me both make the same pay. On the ground floor was a hard core alky bar offering 4 for 1 drinks and the place was filled from noon when they opened until 1 am when they closed. I’m not doing beanpole, you don’t deserve it. Cara, red curly hair and built like a brick shithouse, but they are wrong. I got the best shifts and I was always ready to fill in for some one if they were sick or called in with an emergency. Then his teen age kids came out. No good byes, no I’m sorry, just fucking gone leaving me and Cara alone, broke and struggling to survive. Petra’s first language was Ukrainian, then Russian, then English. I had pegged him at twenty-nine. I really think you should leave.”
At seven-thirty I knew Cara was on her way home so I made a romaine salad with all the fixings and some sliced
