7
Veggie Juice Bribes
Alex picked me up at the curb. All it took was one look, and he was on to me.
“What happened?”
The man had a suspicious nature…perhaps amplified by his experience with me. But I wasn’t the root cause, because that suspicious, edgy part of his personality went much deeper than a few-weeks-long acquaintanceship could produce.
I opened my eyes wide. But I didn’t go so far as to deny that anything had happened.
“Don’t even try. Your eyes are red and there’s just a hint of garlic in the air. You’ve obviously been crying.”
How was it I was the only person who didn’t know I smelled like an Italian restaurant every time I got a little teary? I contemplated the few times I’d cried. There really weren’t that many. It wasn’t like I cried at the drop of a hat. An especiall
