Martin waved at the waiter. The waiter approached.
- Your table is ready sir.
- Thank you.
Mark was annoyed, and he continued toward their table. Lisa was holding her head down. She had a sad look in her eyes. Some time passed and Mime spoke.
- She is not OK. Mime said.
- Who? Lisa? Martin was confused and asked her.
- Yes.
- You noticed that too?
- She had the saddest look in her eyes, and her hands were full of bruises even though she put makeup on them.
- He has a bad temper, he might be beating her.
- He was not like that, he was verbally abusive, but he never laid a hand on me.
- But I guess he is on her.
- I could never stand that. I would leave any man that would lay a hand on me.
- You are different baby, you are strong, and you have me to worship and love you. I wo
