SEVENTY SIX

Jenny stormed into the restaurant, pushing the door open and slamming it close loudly. Her actions caused the guys sitting together in a close knitted circle at the table, some drinking and some smoking, to look at her. She paused, glaring angrily at them at first, but then, she walked towards them and slammed her fist against the table with a loud smack that could make even the bravest person flinch but not one of the men moved. They simply stared at her with stoic looks on their faces.

They were all used to Jenny’s temper tantrums by now, so, they simply stared at her not saying a word.

She glared at them harder for that. “What are you looking at?” she snapped.

One of the men just shook his head and asked, “Jen, what do you want?” in an exasperated tone. Jenny could be overbearing sometimes. Up till now, none of the men ever understood why their boss allowed a woman into the gang. Jenny was the first and only woman to be in the gang. And to the guys, Jenny was such a……..a woman.

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