By Anne’s way of thinking, the styrofoam cup in her hand was fucking hilarious.
She sat in a fast food joint called Burger Buddies, laughing.
If she’d stopped to wonder why she was laughing, she probably wouldn’t have been able to come up with an answer. In fact, that magic of the moment would have dissipated, and she would’ve realized that she was cracking.
But at that point she didn’t stop to wonder, so she kept laughing.
None of her fellow fast food patrons complained, but they did keep their distance.
One kid in particular leaned over to his mother and whispered, “Mommy, why’s that lady acting weird?”
The put-upon mother petted her child. “Don’t worry about her.” She kissed her son on the head. “I won’t let you make that many bad life choices.”
Anne’s cell phone rang. She picked it up.
“Hello?” Sharise’s voice came through the phone.
“Yeah?” Anne said, calming down a bit. She wiped a tear from her eye.
“How you…” Sharise looked for the word. “Doing?”
“I’m…” Anne decided not to finish the sentence. “How about you?”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Where are you?”
“A Burger Buddies,” Anne said.
“There are a million of those around. You know which one?”
“The one on Federal Highway. Why?”
“The bossman’s worried about you,” Sharise said. “I’m coming over.”
“No, I’m…” Anne glanced at the styrofoam cup. “Yeah, you should probably come get me.”