“You’re probably right. Think the nail color would go with white wine or red?” Wendy has not tasted much wine in her life but is ready to experiment.
“I think a dry white would be perfect. There’s a little wine bar a couple blocks away on the other side of the street.” Darlene is still smiling. “Follow me…I can take you to a new place.”
Wendy is actually only twenty years old. She knows she looks older. She does not have much experience with bars, but like many girls her age, she has a fake ID just in case. Wendy and Darlene get to their cars and Darlene leads the way to the wine bar. Wendy is totally nervous and follows closely. She does not want to lose sight of Darlene’s car. Wendy’s brain is in overload. She has no idea if this is a glass of wine or more. Wendy would love to run bare
