A conversation with the taxi driver
"I didn't know that girls can be taxi drivers too!"
"Well excuse me, but that was rude!"
"Oh, sorry! I didn't want to upset you or anything. It's just that you are the first female taxi driver I have ever seen."
"Well I am the only one at my company. Anyway, I want to prove that girls can be taxi drivers too and I want to help girls follow their dreams, even though people said that that sort of job is too 'manly' for them."
After that, the taxi driver continued to explain to Kevin about all the crimes that men make against women and how she wanted to stop that. Kevin wasn't really interested, even more, he was quite annoyed because some of the taxi driver's points were wrong, but he just kept nodding and approving. After a while he interrupted her:
"Um... I just realized that I don't know your name. How should I call you?"
"Oh, I am Stephanie."
"Nice to meet you, (*Kevin's mind *even if it too late for introductions) I am Kevin."
"You are a good listener Kevin!"
"I get that a lot. When I was a teenager I wanted to become a psychologist and help people with their problems. And a huge part of that job is listening."
"Wanted to? So you are not one?" replied Stephanie with a disappointed voice
"Unfortunately I am not. But hey, I am a store clerk now and that needs a lot of listening too. So I do put my talent to use." replied Kevin
But Stephanie didn't respond. Kevin wondered what did he do wrong that ended the conversation, but he couldn't think of anything. After a few minutes of silence, out of boredom, he started looking around the car, maybe he could find something about Stephanie that could help him in that situation.
Because the road was bumpy, the pair of dice was moving and turning a lot. Now it was showing 1 and 2. He then noticed a photo near the car's wheel. It was glued by the speedometer. A pretty strange placement, but some people say that an experienced driver knows what speed the car going only by the car's noises and vibrations. In that photo was Stephanie and a male figure, probably her father. The photo looked recent, but it didn't give Kevin any clue about what he did wrong.
He scanned the car once again looking for more details, but before he could have found anything Stephanie started the conversation:
"Looks to me that you are used to giving up."
And what a weird way to start a conversation! For most people that would seem rude, but Kevin was just happy that the pressing silence was gone. He tried to change the subject with a joke.
"Haha! Well I am not an anime protagonist!"
That didn't worked. Kevin's eyes glimpsed the pair of dice again, this time they showed 2 and 2.
"What am I thinking, I am not a kid, I cannot rely on stupid things like that."
In his mind, Kevin combined the pair of dice value to his conversation's success rate. After that he tried to start a conversation, but failed again.
Attempt #1 (The pair of dice was showing 3 and 1 ): Fail.
Attempt #2(The pair of dice was showing 2 and 3): Fail.
Attempt #3(The pair of dice was showing 1 and 1): Fail.
Attempt #4(The pair of dice was showing 5 and 6): Success
"When I was a teenager I had a girlfriend, my only girlfriend actually."
Sophie looked interested about where the conversation was going.
"And one day, after we have been together for a few months, we planned a date like usual. There was this park that we both liked to go."
Kevin looked above the pair of dice( That was still showing 5 and 6) at the center mirror. His eyes and Stephanie's met. They both looked away for a second then looked back at the mirror only so that they would make eye contact again.
"Anyway..." said Kevin wanted to get pass that embarrassing incident. "I usually showed up early, but this one time I was 5 minutes late. My girlfriend was always at least 15 minutes late so it was no big deal. When I arrived there, as expected, she wasn't there so I waited.... and waited... and waited... Long story short she never came. And th-"
Kevin stopped. He just realized what was he doing. He was telling a total stranger, more than that, a girl stranger, about his previous girlfriend! He wasn't keeping his past a secret, but he wasn't usually this opened to people. Something in that place made him more opened than usual.
"Go on." said finally Stephanie
(*Kevin's mind* Oh so she was listening! I guess now that I did start, I should finish my story.)" So I asked her on the phone why she didn't come. but I didn't get any answer. Soon after, we broke up and to this day, I still don't understand what happened."
Stephanie stayed silent for a few seconds. Before she could answer, Kevin said:
"Sorry to bother you with my wired story. I don't know why I suddenly decided that it was appropriate to tell it.
Stephanie's expression changed.
"You really are used to giving up!"