MAYBE YOU SHOULD TELL YOUR DAUGHTER TO WATCH IT

Micheal

With Regina on her iPad and doing her own thing, I thought it would be a good idea to have some time to myself. The bar, though, is really loud. Either someone is having a party, or the staff has turned on the music to keep everyone else entertained. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea.

I am about to leave, not wanting to blast my ears out with that noise, when I see the woman from earlier in the hall ahead of me. She’s with a young man near her age with blond hair who looks like he lifts weights for a living. He’s trying to talk to her, but she’s clearly furious. Her body language says she wants to be away from him.

What’s going on? Is she having a drunken argument? I should leave them to it, but I find myself approaching them. If she’s drunk and this guy is harassing her…

The relief in her eyes is palpable as she looks at me.

“Everything’s fine,” she said stiffly. “Nathan was just going back to the party.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” the guy says defiantly. “We need to talk, and