“What do you want to do with her?” Ron asked.
“Ummm……I dunno,” Megan replied timidly. Even after all that Deanna had done to embarrass her, she had difficulty in becoming vindictive. The knowledge that revenge was wrong, coupled with the Christian value of forgiveness and her own fear all stood in her way. And yet, a part of her realized it HAD to be done, if for no other reason than to restore balance in her tiny slice of the universe. “The same thing she did to me, I guess.”
“You mean spank her?”
“Right.”
Only then did Deanna break her silence, and it wasn’t to praise either of them on their dining etiquette.
“Spank ME?!” she asked, raising her voice. “Do you have any idea what this bitch did?”
“Look at what you did to her!” Ron retorted.
“She pissed in the goddamn public pool.”