The overriding desire was meat.
Nothing more, but less than meat was unacceptable to the point of danger, mayhem, a speckled, whirling, outbreak of rage .
She calmly pointed out that her home and surroundings were vegan.
There would be no harm to animals in any form.
He expected meat.
His face colored and the tremble beneath resembled a pot of cranberries coming to a boil.
She understood his desire for meat far more than he understood her desire to live without it.
Politely, to the point of heroically, she waved her arm, like a game show hostess, showing the nutritious , even mesmerizing cruelty free buffet.
He stomped away, slamming a screen door, the clasp of which broke and struck her in the face.
She bled.
He had gotten his wish, but didn't know it, and she had gotten hers, because he was gone.
.. and they lived happily ever after…
Really good.
Go Lions!
Good thing it's a big world.
Just don't ever try to make your cat vegan.