"We should forget about it," Max said. "You said the same thing when a girl deliberately left a lipstick stain on Henry's collar back in school. Do you know what you did to her in private? You beat her up so badly she didn't dare come to school the next day. She even transferred."

"So?" Hana cut in. "You talk too much. I'm more mature now. Do you think I'll go beat up Henry's blind wife and his mistress? Come on, that's trash. Just give me my cake."

"Right, maturity. I forgot about that." Max handed her the cake.

"Thanks," Hana said.

*****

Later that night.

"Bye. Goodnight, drive safe,"...