Dialogue

Dialogue

I only eat breakfast on Mondays.

“Yea, I eat; I just prefer to eat more for sustenance, like breakfast foods. They’re heavy and take time to digest, so I’ll eat a big breakfast, say, on Monday mornings to get me through as much of my day before having to eat again.”

“God, I’m so fucking busy. Who has time to eat breakfast? Maybe, I’ll eat a good breakfast on maybe a Monday morning when I’m already up earlier cause I like to start my week off on the right foot.”

“Uh, no. Breakfast time is long gone by the time I get up. But Mondays are special. I’ll get up and meet my mom for breakfast cause she’s an early riser.”  Read more

‘Why now?’

‘Why now?’

“Why not now?” she demands in the belligerent tone of a teenager. Her father never yells because he feels as though he never needs to. He also knows that after the incident, his daughter could never handle the stress of hearing him yell at her, even if the information is necessary, the tone matters more to him, he knows, than any information he could possibly convey. He takes a deep breath, “Darling. Not now does not mean no never.” Read more