One day, when we were almost at the point where we would split and go in our separate directions, he said something to me that had an amazing effect o...n me. He was walking slightly behind me, we had just passed a group of slower k**s, and as he moved up to walk beside me again, he said, “The backs of your knees are very nice”. I asked “Really?” and he replied “Yes, they look very nice”. I said thanks and nothing more was said until we reached the end of the block. We said our goodbyes and went. Would it happen again? Had she made a dreadful mistake? For a moment Anne was prepared to get up and rush upstairs, to interrupt, to stop it — but then she relaxed. Stan loved her. She knew that, knew it with every fibre of her being. ‘Don’t I?’ she thought. ‘He loves me. He really does, and the fact that he’s with Denise, rutting with her, fucking her doesn’t change that does it?’ Anne actually felt annoyed with herself. Her thoughts were normally controlled, disciplined. Now they were running. I smile. As I walk away I see Christian staring. I get to the bathroom, splash my face with water and look in the mirror, I’m flushed and starting to get very tipsy. I do the drunken laugh into my reflection, wipe my face and go back out. A hand grabs my wrist and pulls me out the door of the restaurant. ‘What the f….’ I begin to say, trying to pry the fingers off my wrist. It’s Christian. ‘What the hell do you think you’re doing in there?’ he demands. ‘What am I doing in there?’ I sputter.. Problem was, the microwave broke, itwouldn't turn on. Cecania politely told him to be patient, but the guymust've been on drugs or something... he shoved her! I leaped to herdefense, but Jimmy somehow got there before me, punching the iratecustomer and sending him out the door.After comforting a shaken Cecania, Jimmy asked if he could help fix themicrowave. "I'm a good handyman," he said kind of creepily. I saidsure, and Jimmy went to work taking the box apart. An hour later, itwas pieced.