I Asked the Waiter to Split the Check

another entree to-go?”

Jennifer folded her arms. “I was taking food home for the kids.”

“The kids already had food,” I said.

She turned to me so fast her earring swung. “Don’t start acting holy. It’s one entree.”

Dad cut in right away.

“Who cares? I’ll pay for it.”

Of course he would. That wasn’t the point and he knew it, which is why he wanted to bulldoze continue reading …