I took my girlfriend to a fancy dinner for our anniversary.

The manager’s voice was smooth, polished, and cold, the kind of voice people use when they think professionalism means making a threat sound expensive.

“Mr. Bennett,” he said, “we value all our guests, but we do not tolerate guests humiliating our staff.”

I looked at Ava.

She was staring at the table, jaw tight.

“Humiliating your staff?” I asked. “Your continue reading …