Dialogue Essay: Strangers In The Dumpster

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Walking out of the restaurant they are bombarded by photographers. News crews surround them. “How was New York, Mrs. Winters?” “What were you doing there without your husband Mrs. Winters?” “What do you say to the rumors about your affair Mrs. Winters? Are you on your way to divorce?” The questions are flying from every direction. Alex stands there silent and dumbfounded.
“We are working on our relationship, I love my wife. She is entitled to a few mistakes. After all, we are only human. We will be attending counseling, as we are very much still together.” He seals it with a kiss, as the cameras flash. Then pulls her into a car.
“Airport,” he says to the driver.
She sits there in shock with a blank look on her face. What the hell just happened? …show more content…

You’re bluffing. No one would believe it. My mother…”
“It was your mother’s idea. She knew you wouldn’t come home unless persuaded. That’s why we are going to Denver. Dr. Richards is meeting us there. You can see for yourself, then make an informed decision about our marriage. Remember how much you used to love me, in time it will be that way again.”
“Don’t count on it.” She crosses her arms and sits back in the seat.
His phone rings. “Hello? No, I don’t care. I told you we are getting counseling. No, we are going to see a Psychiatrist today. Our first appointment. Throw it away. She’s with me now. Interesting, hmm we can work with that. Thanks for the info.”
“So Lex, that was the lawyer. I can’t believe you were going to let me have everything. And all so you could be free. Or should I say free to be with someone else. Donovan Micklos? Interesting choice. I’ve heard of him. He is a swinger, a bi sexual swinger, at that. Is that something you are willing to do? A secret fantasy of yours?” He laughs, thinking he just gave her damning information about Donovan.
“He’s not bi-sexual. He’s just… open. Not that I care what you think.”
“Bet you’re glad I got you out of there in time. Why would you even talk to trash like

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