The next day, Aviva was working when her boss came up to her. "Aviva?" "Yea?" She turned, and her boss motioned her to come with him. "We need to have a talk." "Um. Ok." They entered the office, and Aviva sat down. "Ok Aviva. I know you need money to take care of your child and baby, and you're a young mother. You need this job, and you've been my best mechanic for 5 years and counting, but lately you've been lowering your work quality. What's going on?" "Um, Joey, he hates Chris, and well, when I had the baby, Joey doesn't like it, so when Chris told me he was going to leave, I told him to take the baby." She began to cry, and the boss handed her a tissue. "Aviva, don't cry." "Ok." She wiped her tears away, and her boss smiled. "Show me what you always do, be your best!" That night, she stayed later than usual, and came home half an hour late.
It was like this for a while, until she didn't come home until 2 am. She opened the door, and staggered in. "Hi Martin!" She said, waving her hand at him. "Where were you?" "Took a couple of drinks, can't I?" "You have a 4 month old son! What's wrong with you!" "Can't I have any time for myself anymore?! I took a couple of drinks, can't I?" "One drink too many! You're totally drunk!" "No I'm not!" "What's up with you?" "Nothing!"