In the evening.

Rebecca arrived at Rye’s Pizzas.

And he saw the fat woman talking with Benjamin outside the store. “What was her name again? Leyla or something?” Rebecca frowned. “She said she’s not interested, but look at what she’s doing now…” she gripped tightly onto the steering wheel. She wanted to get out and roast that woman right there in front of Benjamin, but she sat in the car and waited to see how long they’d keep talking.

“Diet is indeed important, but your breathing also matters a