She Took Me to the Hallway to Explain My “Place”

” she said, “give us a moment.”

He didn’t move.

“No.”

She wasn’t used to that word from him. You could tell.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

Eleanor looked at me, expecting me to smooth it over. Women like her always expect another woman to do the cleaning.

I didn’t.

She drew herself up.

“What happened in there was unnecessary.”

I almost smiled.

“Which part?”

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