here it is

I walked in the door and started thumbing through mail that finally got here after I waited such a long time and my mother incredulously asks me, "Were you smoking in your car?" And yes I was. "Well, could you please leave your clothes outside?"
"Could you please leave Saturday night at Saturday night?" Don't be rude, guys. "I can't believe you were smoking in your car." Tanya's dad is in the hospital. They think he is going to die.

Tanya bursts into the room when I am on lunch; she is waiting for her husband to take her to the hospital, and somehow she is still thinking about me. I am lying on the couch with a blanket pulled up to my chin. It feels weird, your boss seeing you trying to fall asleep. It feels like she is at my house.
"Will you eat my lunch, Rachel?"
"What? You should eat it later, if you come back, you will be hungry."
"No, if I'm hungry I'll get something else."
"Tanya..."
"Please, Rachel, eat it. It will go bad otherwise." My shoes are on the other side of the room. I feel strange.
"Thank you Tanya, I will pay you for it."
"No don't worry..." we are sitting in silence. "I want to kill her, Rachel. I want to kill the bitch that kept pouring his drinks. I can never forgive her."