And just as I'm about to lay on the Yi-Wang-Smooth, I see Lay #1 and Lay #3 show up to our table and take the two empty seats nearby. From: 'My Worst Valentine's Day.Ever: a Short Story.

This was getting uglier by the minute, I thought. There really was no easy escape, since we were sitting far from the exit and the waiters knew me from prior dinner dates with Ashley and I hadn't paid the tab yet. From: 'My Worst Valentine's Day.Ever: a Short Story.

Like a driver who has lost control of his vechicle, I was bracing for the impending crash.'From: 'My Worst Valentine's Day.Ever: a Short Story.