I Quit, Mike. I Love You. It's All I Can Do

Tammy's eyes are laser-fixed on the boy's face. He finds it perplexing, his heart's flutter. Tammy folds her arms and stares back at him. She shouts toward the kitchen, I quit, Mike. Thanks for everything, but I'm gone. The boy follows behind her and watches as she hails a taxi. Once inside, the car merges smoothly into traffic heading in the direction of 4th Street.