She ghosted me on the road when I told her she looked like my mom
“You know, you look a lot like my mother!”
“What, that a strange thing to say!”
“Why?”
“Well, it shows you have some psychological problems. You want to date your mom.”
“No, come on, that’s silly. You just happen to look kind of like her.”
After that, she fell silent. We stopped at one of those huge gas stations with a full deli, a bar, and a shop with skulls covered in sequins.
She went to the ladies room. I never saw her ever again.
