I sat at the table as Marilyn was preparing the coffee and I wouldn’t take my eyes off of her. I was afraid that I would get a coffee mug thrown at me for some reason if I took my eyes off of her.
I needed to be on guard at all times around this woman. More now than ever before. She’d never been nice to me before. But now she was making me a coffee and she was being really nice for some reason. I was getting worried.
“Ella. You didn’t answer my question.” Marilyn said, looking over her shoulder. I had to think for a minute at what her question was before I actually remembered.
“Oh. He’s fine.” I said, simply. Still watching her with unwavering eyes to make sure that she wasn’t going to throw anything at me.
“How much time did you spend with him?” Marilyn asked.
“I spent a
