She Just Can't Help Herself. Ollie Quain

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       ZACH: How that happened, I have no idea.

       KEITH: Me neither!

       WOMAN: Well, if it does go horribly wrong, my advice is to be reasonable at all times. Pete and I started out being more than civil, but then he got nasty, so I did too. It was tough. At times I wondered if it was going to be worth it, but I just kept repeating to myself a joke my best friend told me.

      ZACH: Go on …

       WOMAN: What’s the difference between getting a divorce and getting circumcised?

       KEITH: What’s the difference?

       WOMAN: When you get a divorce, you get rid of the whole pri—

      The message clicks off and the disembodied voice returns.

       To return the call, key five. To replay the message, key one. To save, key two. To delete, key three. For message details key eight.

      I key 8. The message was left six minutes ago. I imagine Zach washing his hands at the sink in the toilet, looking into the mirror. He is content with his reflection. Why wouldn’t he be? Zach never fucks up. That’s Zach. A justifiably shame-free zone. I think about the way she looked at me in the mirror at the hotel. After looking at me she looked at herself. She was staring at her face until I left the room. It was expressionless. There was no shame. I wonder how long she gazed at herself for like that. How could she? How dare she? After what she did …

      … Tanya fucking Dinsdale.