Countdown to the End of Us
"You asked her to deal with me?"
I did not dignify that question with an answer. Lauren only smiled. "I don't mind. As long as you're happy, you can do anything to me."
Wow, she was a masochist? Never knew that. "Just look ahead, Lauren. We're done. There's no going back."
That put a bitter smile on her face. She gave me a small nod and walked away. After that, she never bothered me again.
Thanks to the lady's Spartan education, my partner and I moved out of the building and started our own company. We celebrated in her shop and filled the air not with cream, but the smell of barbecue.