As they walked into Tuscany, the restaurant, Carol began to reminisce about all the good times she spent here. Scott used to take her here every weekend. Then he lost his job, and started drinking. That's when it all began. Carol kept hoping that nobody would recognize her, especially Gayle. Gayle was the wife of the owner of Tuscany and an old friend of Carol. They use to be so close until Scott shut out everybody in her life including her friends and family.
"Reservation for McLean," A.J. said to the man.
"I'll show you to your table," the man said as he took two menus from the shelf to his right. As they sat down, Carol heard someone call her name. She turned around. It was Gayle.
"Carol! I see you've finally dumped that dick, Scott," Gayle said to Carol. "He's cute," she whispered.
"Actually, I didn't. Me and Scott are still together," Carol corrected. I'm so stupid! She does have a boyfriend. A.J. said as he discovered Carol was taken.
"Oh. Well I have to go. Maybe we can see each other another time. Catch up on old times," Gayle said as she walked into the kitchen.
As Carol and A.J. drove home in his silver expedition Carol thought about Scott. It was 8:55. It would take at least another 10 minutes to get to her house. Scott is going to kill me. Especially when he sees me in this car with A.J. He's going to think I'm sleeping around. Why did I ever agree to this dinner anyway. I could have just talked about the paintings tomorrow. Carol thought.
They arrived at her house at 9:15. Later than she had thought. Unfortunately there was a truck accident on bridge.
"Who was that?" Scott asked as Carol walked in.
"A client," Carol answered quietly. "It was a business dinner."
"A dinner," he laughed. "So not only did you come home late. You go to dinner with him? What'd you do sleep with him in his little fancy car?"
"No..." Carol began.
"Shut up! No one told you to speak," Scott said as he slapped her. Carol fell to the floor crying. "Stop crying! I said stop crying!" Scott yelled. He grabbed her and ripped off her clothing. He took off his pants and boxers and slammed into her.
As Carol cried louder, Scott went in her faster and faster. Eventually she passed out and Scott then went out of her and walked up the stairs into their bedroom.