Frantically pacing around the room she awaited his arrival. He was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago what's taking him so long? She digs her hand into her heavy purse searching for a cigarette. She puts it to her lips before it's even lit and wraps her hand around a white Bic lighter to stop the wind that's not there. She takes a long drag and complains with impatience. She finally sits but is like a cat in a room full of sleeping dogs- spastic at every noise as if she's paranoid or something. She shakes her leg constantly and talks about her twelve year old daughter. She's so smart and she's so into sports. "I hope she does good because you know I was the only one in my whole family to even graduate high school and I thought that was an accomplishment, but no, she's going to go to college." She takes another drag flicks the inch long ash and speaks through squinted eyes. She mentions John again wondering where he is but then moves back to her daughter. If I had known I'd be waiting so long I would have just gone home, my daughter is with a girlfriend right now and I hate to have her wait. Where is John? Finally, he arrives and she's waiting at the door before he's even had time to get out of his car. They head downstairs where she stays for two hours.
yeah it got me thinking never to bother reading anything again unless 2,000,000 people had already read it first
