Chapter 44. My Driver

BARRY

I look at Kelly impatient and very worried, I don't think she should accompany me to work like that, maybe she could go in pants and tennis shoes, more comfortable clothes than the ones she's wearing right now.

"What if you change your shoes?" I take a spoonful of my oatmeal.

"No, come on Barry, what would be the problem? I've been wearing high heels since I was a teenager, I know how to walk in them, I'll be fine."

"What if you wear jeans and sneakers? "I don't know why I'm questioning her way of dressing, I just want her to be totally comfortable and that she won't have an accident with those shoes of 15 or more centimeters.

"what if you fuck off?" she didn't say it, I'll pretend she didn't say it, I don't want to start the morning with a discussion like this... so I sigh and let her comment pass.

However, Kelly jumps a couple of times as if she is showing me that she can do that and more in her slippers... I let go of the spoon causing a