"It's Wayne." Wendy mumbles.
How didn't I notice his car?
I never expected Wayne to go to such lengths just to talk to Wendy. Following her? Almost feels like he's stalking her.
She bangs the steering wheel.
"Why can't he just f*****g get it! I don't want to talk to him! God! Why can't he just leave me alone!"
"Maybe you should tell him why and he'll leave you alone. How do you expect him to get it? He's obviously confused."
She's driving faster, trying to escape Wayne.
She turns to glare at me.
"Whose side are you on?"
"I'm not on your side."
"Wow!" She's shocked. "So you're on his side now?"
"I didn't say that."
"Well it sure looks like it! Mabel, I've been there for you through thick and thin. Always on your side and there for you when you get your fragile little heart cru
