The Tuesday After the Flight
Glenn hadn’t been at the bar the night before. Rumors were swirling that there had been a robbery at his trailer and he was beaten up pretty badly and had to go to the hospital with a broken arm. One of my fellow waitresses said she heard he had teeth knocked out too and that these robbers threatened him about something.
I kept my mouth shut and head down, but I was feeling an immense amount of relief. He would be out of the mix for a while if he was in the hospital. I could sleep easily.
Now it was an hour before work and I was just unloading the dishwasher when my phone pinged with a text. Glancing over at the phone resting on the counter, I saw that it was Jasmine. The dishes were still warm and slightly damp as the cycle had just finished, so I had to wipe my hands on a dish towel first, but then I opened her text.
This guy Trent is super sexy but he has a temper. Don’t worry, I can handle myself. Don’t tell Glenn.
I typed a fast reply.
Things have been crazy here. Glenn is in the hospital.
Glenn’s in the hospital? I promise I will send your money soon. Thanks for everything.
Yeah, robbery at the trailer if you know what I mean. He got beat up pretty badly. You’re good though? You don’t need anything else?
I’m good