Never decide it’s a good idea to change your hair after a bad breakup, especially if there’s wine involved.
She looked behind her at Sunshine, patiently waiting her turn. The result of way too much wine one night. Laughter threatened and she bit down on her lip to keep it from escaping.Įlizabeth’s shoulders slumped. His eyebrows moved independently, like caterpillars crawling across his forehead. From her sneakers with daisies on them all the way up to her hair. Her dearest friend wasn’t embarrassed about her name, so she wouldn’t be either. Elizabeth stood up straight, chin lifted. He let out a long-suffering sigh and pointed to the others waiting their turn. The officer held up her driver’s license and peered over his glasses.ĭon’t be difficult.
The bored-looking man would most definitely not be amused. She clapped a hand over her mouth to keep from snickering. Five arrests and the offender gets a t-shirt. By now she’d thought the police would have sent her through some kind of express line. The number of times, counting this one, she’d been arrested. The middle-aged officer barked at Elizabeth, motioning her forward, deeper into the sterile, gray room.Įlizabeth. The dingy police station had seen better days.
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