It is circa 1950 and a young woman who valued higher education is on her way to her tech job.
Then, there he was on the same trolley as her, glowing his malicious smile.
She knew what he did to her, what he convinced her was trendy and sophisticated.
It's a comedy to him and a tragedy to everyone else, because he can't own this part of him; it is too painful.
So, he has to cover it up with that smile.
Daughters in the future will know what she saw, because they will see that smile of shame and conquest on their men and his women.
She will remember this moment forever and with much anger should it ever come up again.
How will this turn out?
A future forward young woman versus the child accomplice to a husband cheater, statutory offender, father abandoner?
Posting soon: God promotes the Knocked-up