What happened tonight?
Brett backed away from Felix putting his arms up defensively, he grinned nervously.
"Stop acting crazy." He smirked, glancing quickly about, worried about the other people witnessing the scene. Brett always hated being embarrassed.
"Who's acting crazy?" Felix smiled widely a large fat black Sharpie marker now uncapped and right in Brett's face like a knife. "Just let me put an X on your forehead."
"Why?!", his face redden as he grew angry, but the other customers wandering in the produce section, where now watching so Brett with fists balled lowered his voice, "Why do you want to draw an X on my forehead?!"
"So you can see it and be grateful.", Felix couldn't control her tears at this point, they raced down her cheeks hot and salty. Her arms shook but stayed firm holding the pen out at Brett. He tried to quiet her down to no avail.
"Grateful?!" he scoffed his eyes cold and his face clearly showing how annoyed he was with the situation. "Grateful for what?"
"That this is a pen and not a gun Brett!" Felix calmly smiled,and her tears stopped. "Because if this had been a gun you'd be dead right now in front of all these people." Brett stared silently at her and she could see the uncertainty and fear now in his eyes. "Boom..." she whispered using the Sharpie to mimic shooting a handgun inches from Brett's forehead before capping her Sharpie and returning it to being hooked on her shirt collar. "Maybe it's a good thing I can afford a Sharpie but not a gun...so you should probably just keep on not paying child support."
Brett stared in disbelief as Felix smiled sweetly and continued her shopping.
