Chapter 9
Brodie
“You don’t like spicy food do you?” I asked Gabrielle as she stared at the large flour tortilla smothered in green sauce on the plate in front of her.
She looked at me. “Um, no, I do. I just didn’t expect the green stuff on top. I guess I didn’t read the entire description before I ordered.”
“You don’t like green chili sauce?”
“No. I don’t know. I’ve never had it. It’s more that I don’t like green sauces.”
“You’re joking, right?”
“No. Why?” she asked as she began scraping the sauce off the top of her burrito.
“You mean you won’t even try it just because it’s green?”
“When I was a kid, my mom made me eat brussel sprouts. After I ate them, I puked all over my plate. I haven’t been able to eat any sort of green slimy looking things since.”
“Sorry I asked,” I admitted, sticking the green, slimy chili sauce covered bite into my mouth. I laughed. “I’m going to try to keep that visual out of my head while I eat this.”
“Good idea.” She smiled and took a bite from the inside of her now dry burrito. She ate the entire contents of the inside, never touching the tortilla itself, and was very careful not to let any of it touch any of the green chili sauce.
It didn’t bother me that she didn’t like green sauces. After all, who was I to put someone down for his or her little quirks when I had plenty of my own?