Back In Paradise An Hour Later
I was sitting in the booth, happy to have finally talked one of the waitresses into bringing me coffee which I greatly preferred over Jack, when Janet wandered over to me. She had been standing with a group of conservatively dressed women, or at least conservative compared to Janet’s usual attire.
“Decided to collect on the favor I owe you?” I asked.
“No,” she answered and continued by saying, “I just got a text from Denise thanking me for introducing you to her, and decided to say thank you myself. She’s my only real friend and her anguish over her scars has bothered me for a long time.”
I nodded in acceptance and replied, “Thankful enough to forgive the debt?”
She smiled as she once again replied, “No.”
I saw that she was going back to her friends so
