Page 70 of Flipping His Script
Font Size:
Oh, great.So now he was back to implying I was stupid?How nice."I don't mean in general," I said. "I just mean, you should've told me she was coming to breakfast – or lunch, or whatever it was."
"Yeah? Why's that?"
"Gee, I don't know. Maybe we could've gotten a bigger booth. And I could've ordered the eggs exactly the way she likes."Yes, I was being sarcastic, but I was looking to make a point.
As usual, the point was wasted when Flynn didn't bother with a reply.
With growing frustration, I tried again. "I'm just saying, you should've told me."
"Yeah, but I didn't."
"Iknowyou didn't," I said. "But why not?"
