"How dare he do that to me?!" Janice paced around the room, gritting her teeth. She balled her hands into fists and exhaled noisily through her nose.

"I don't think he is aware of this. I believe what Jules says, and you don't have to blame him. He is even astonished himself." Margie pointed out.

She glanced briefly away from her phone, then at Janice.

"I don't care if he is astonished or not! Why the hell will he go about assessing everything in a skirt?!"

Janice tossed her hands in the air. "I should have known he would never change. I thought he was beginning to become the kind...