Rebecca was driving, with Benjamin sitting in the back. He was reading the newspaper, and she was thinking about what he said at the dining table.

“Being a green flag, huh…” she thought. “If I look at the way he lived after coming here, he did what was asked of him. He cooked, massaged, cleaned the floor and the toilet, polished the shoes, cleaned the dishes, and did almost all the things that were asked of him. He did not show much resistance. I wouldn’t say he took the pressure like a sponge, but he was not far from it, either. Does all this make him a green flag? If he were to reject them and stand up for himself, is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

She thought about it for a while.

And then she ended up asking him out of curiosity, “What exactly is a green flag? Can you give me a simpler explanation?”

Benjamin shrugged his shoulders. “I just told Veronica what I believed on the spot. I didn’t ever think about green flag or red flag until today.”

“Then… is what you said not gen