"I may have a drink after all."
The obnoxious loud drunken man legs and arms move freely again. The room returns to what it was before. He smiles, and he rubs nose on his sleeve. "Well, hello there. Do you want a drink? I will have one with you, sweetheart.."
"No, thank you. I changed my mind." I answer in a rush and quickly slide the feather beneath the back of my shirt.
"Oh, I think I can change your mind." He winks.
"I think not." I shake my head and run to the bathroom.
I look under each stall to make sure I am alone. Thank God, no one is here. My hands tremble as I grab the cold handle and lock the door. I sprint towards the sink and look at myself in the mirror. My complexion is pale, and there are dark circles beneath my eyes, but nothing compares to the way I feel from within
