“Hazel?” A soft, yet annoyingly familiar voice called from behind me.
Slowly, I turned my head around as I sighted the owner of the voice.
‘Oh, great. Just great,’ I thought, my inner voice filled with sarcasm.
Ugh! Why now? Why was this person here?
This wasn't the time.
My gaze rose from the shiny, expensive-looking boots to the overdressed, trying-so-hard-to-look-younger multicolored gown….
Argh! My eyes!
..to the oversize cheap fur coat that looked like it was drowning her, begging to be free from this atrocity.
Finally, I met her gaze.
“Hello, Julietta-not-Juliet,” I greeted her as I forced a smile on my face, while at the same time trying to hide my grimace.
Her face beamed as I greeted her.
“Ohh! I thought it was you,” she said as she took a few steps closer.
‘Why wa
