Working It Out In Script Form

 Two adults hashing it out.  One with clout who will not figure it out.  I walk with a man around a lake and take the subjects around the world and around my childhood.  He is black, I am white.  He attacks, as my brain injury causes me to call him another name when stressed.  I continue to stay in the I feel statements and we reach the car.  In that moment there is some shift that is bizarre.  He apologizes inside for not being my bride and hurting my feelings.  I told him it was so very sweet for him to hear me.  We journeyed for some catfish in a rough all black area of town where he stays protective the whole time.  On that occasion, he goes Asian, and I pay.  The next time he does not walk away, and he treats on Valentine's Day with full on open doors for the lady treatment.  It was sublime and will make a great spellbinding thriller one day.  Vie 112