Turning the Tables

I thought, 'Am I getting out of the car? Of course not.' As I saw Donovan like this, all worked up and losing control, anyone who got out now clearly wasn't thinking straight.

I cracked the window slightly and said, "What's going on? Hurry up, I'm late for work."

"How could you stand me up? You promised last night, and Mr. Dunbar waited for you forever! But you didn't show up! Because of you, the