[he's not dreaming, but he's bound to be disappointed. Jane is about as far from his wife as a woman can get. she lies, but she insists that she be told the truth, she works (or at least worked) as a stripper, pretending to desire the men she strips for and she has no desire to change jobs or suddenly start acting like a proper lady.
she swipes at some more tears and turns to face the stranger who approached her]
Yeah? How long? [and she can tell that something's bothering him, but doesn't know what] I wasn't crying. I had something in my eye.
(cw: sex work)
she swipes at some more tears and turns to face the stranger who approached her]
Yeah? How long? [and she can tell that something's bothering him, but doesn't know what] I wasn't crying. I had something in my eye.