I loved the story with the guy who’s wife left him after arguing over cats and dogs (L.T.’s Theory Of Pets) and I loved this story too. A couple breaks apart when she decides to leave him all of a sudden and he’s faced with her wrath and her therapist.
When they decide to meet up over lunch at the Gotham Café to see if they have any chance of reconciliation, her therapist mentions her long list of grievances about him, one of them being a very greedy one: a key to a box holding a 30k diamond necklace he gave her. She was going to divorce him but she was going to do it while sitting on a pile of cash.
It all goes horribly wrong when they get inside the Gotham Café and find the M’aitre d’ in a mentally deranged state.
None of us can predict the final outcomes of our actions, after all, and few even try; most of us just do what we do to prolong a moment’s pleasure or to stop the pain for a while. And even when we act for the noblest reasons, the last link of the chain all too often drips with someone’s blood.
‘Eeeeee! EEEEEEEEE!’ the maitre d’ screamed, and swung the butcher knife fiat through the air. It made a kind of whickering sound, like a whispered sentence. The period was the sound of the blade burying itself in William Humboldt’s right cheek. Blood exploded out of the wound in a furious spray of tiny droplets. They decorated the tablecloth in a fan-shaped stipplework, and I clearly saw (I will never forget it) one bright red drop fall into my water glass and then dive for the bottom with a pinkish filament like a tail stretching out behind it. It looked like a bloody tadpole.
I’ll tell you why I liked this story: the character is likable, relatable and in a situation we could definitely find ourselves one day: defending our precious feelings and belongings from vicious attacks from a former lover, wife, partner. He does his best to save her ass and she repays him by kicking him in the butt when the murderer was in close range. Even when faced with the harsh reality of the words : “I saved your life”, she responds true to her bitch self: “No, you did not”.
What can you do against such a vile person but go to the courts and free yourself of her.
What I didn’t like about the story: The ending. It was wanting. Not going to spoil it though if you want to read it.