(Dylan’s apartment, continuation of Friday night)

My voice shakes as much as my hands are as I greet my visitor. “Hello, Peggy.”

“Hello Dylan.”

Her voice is more confident than mine, as is her posture and attitude. Confident and calm, just like she was the last time I saw her. What is she doing here? Helena didn’t say anything to me. How does she even know where I live? Helena didn’t say anything. I’m becoming more panicked the more I try to figure this out.

“Forgive me, Dylan. I can see by your expression this is a shock to you, me just showing up on your doorstep. I imagine you are just as shocked now as I was when I heard you were fucking my daughter again.”

“What, I’m not, we’re not….” I feel my pulse starting to race faster now and my grip on the door tightens. A part of me wants to slam it in her face for asking me to forgive her for the shock she caused me while at the same time using the word fuck to describe what she thinks I‘m doing with her daughter. My nervousness is slowly turning into anger as she stands on my doorstep with that smug look on her face. “I am not fucking you’re daughter.”

“I didn’t say you where.”

“You just said….”

“What I said Dylan, was I heard you were fucking my daughter. A friend of Helena’s called me expressing her dire concern of what your intentions might be. I have however, become aware over the past few days that what I hear and what may be the truth are two very different things.”

Alice, it must have been Alice. She just won‘t quit. I had a line and she crossed it when she shoved me. But, I let that go for Helena‘s sake and drew a new line. And, now she crossed that one. I‘m done with giving her chances. My anger shows in the tone and loudness of my voice. “Was it Alice that called you? It was Alice wasn’t it. Peggy she….”

She interrupts me, her voice much softer and calmer than mine. “Do you really want to have this discussion here, Dylan? I’m standing on your doorstep and my limo seems to be attracting attention parked in front of your driveway as you can see.” She looks to her right and motions with her hands for me to look in the same direction.