Chapter 18: Day 16, Tumble
At approximately eight o’clock the next morning I stand at the open sliding glass doors again and watch Trent as he runs along the beach, providing his beefy looking body with morning exercise. After last night’s scene at The Mural House with Barbara Mullen, I believe he won’t have the courage to look my way. Nor will he ever speak to me again. Barbara was on her worst behavior, rude at the event, and embarrassing. When she recovers from her hangover, waking around noon, I plan on having a few words with her regarding her nasty antics at The Mural House. Knowing Barbara, she will be ready for my inquisition, judgment, and intense badgering concerning her discourteous treatment to Trent, and my problem with her will be corrected.
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