Girl Get Your Life Together
She was going to be late. If she was lucky she would still make it, but she would be late.
And unfortunately Jess was a great deal of things, lucky was not one of them ....
Since I pitched in the most I got first taste. Needed it, too. Last night’s spirits were awful, couldn’t sleep a wink.
Birds became planes, car horns were bombs, and every kid stumbling home was another Charlie with a rifle.
It was still dark by the time she stumbled home. Stiletto boots made it slow going. As she giggled the silver key into the sticky lock she felt eyes roaming over her.
Eyes fixated on her sinfully short shorts. Her neighbor thought she was tart trash ....