Well, at least he’s consistent. He’s either way late or he just doesn’t bother showing up at all, she thought. How many times was she going to put herself through this? “This is bullshit,” she said aloud as she leaned her back against window of the restaurant where he had agreed to meet her for dinner.
It was the same old story. He would say he was sorry, would come up with one lame excuse or another, and would promise her that it wouldn’t happen again. But she knew him and she knew that it would continue to happen as long as she let him get away with it. She was so tired of it, of him, of herself. So this is going to end now, tonight, she thought.
She headed back to where she had parked her car, got inside, and was about to start the engine when her phone vibrated. His text message read, “Hung up at work, babe. Rain check? Tomorrow, same time, same place?”
She sat in her car staring at the screen on her phone. One minute. Two minutes. She was so tempted to respond, “Sure.” That’s what she would have done before tonight. But not now, not anymore.
She took a deep breath and typed, “Goodbye.” Then she turned off her phone and drove home to her husband and kids.
Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt. Photo credit: Jayson Hinrichsen @ Unsplash.