Unpleasant Surprise
The woman in the stall next to her was on her phone. To Whitney’s shock, she was talking about her and her children. She couldn’t hear her very clearly but she could hear enough to understand that the “lonely, loud, over-talkative single mom and messy three kids was her and her kids. There was no one else that fit that description in the restuarant. She washed her hands, and returned to her table with a stiff lip. But something else was bothering her.