I SAW MY HUSBAND’S FRIEND IN THE RESTAURANT.
I SAW MY HUSBAND’S FRIEND EATING AT THE RESTAURANT. HE DIDN'T NOTICE. HE HAD A BURGER. HE WAS SITTING THERE AT A TABLE BY HIMSELF, AND I SAW HIM GET UP TO GO TO THE RESTROOM. THEN HE WAS GONE. The man I saw was my husband’s friend, Joe. Joe had an injury to his face, and when he walked into the restroom, the skin around his nose was drooping down over his upper lip. It was a very disturbing thing to see. I sat there in the restaurant, staring at the table. I was in shock. Then, I saw Joe walk back into the restaurant. I said, “Joe, are you okay?” He said, “No, I’m not okay.” He started to cry. “I’m in so much pain.” I said, “What happened?” He said, “I’m not going to be able to eat.” I said, “What happened?” He said, “I cut myself.” I said, “What?” He said, “I cut my face.” I said