The pizza's good and the company better.
"He never hit me. If he had, I'd have ended it then and there and called the police. That s**t doesn't go over with me." Shelby steals an olive off my slice of pizza. "Mark solves problems by yelling louder than anyone else in the room or at least tries to. I wasted a long time thinking he'd change. He called me two days ago and said he was taking anger management classes. He just wanted to talk. His idea of talking was trying to get back together. He wasn't raising his voice, but he was being rather insistent even after I told him to leave."
"He doesn't come back," I say with finality. "If he does, you call me immediately."
She salutes me and takes a bite of her pizza. Sauce sticks to the side of her mouth and I'm not quick enough to lick it off
