ROSE “I think you’ve had more than enough, young lady. Are you with someone?” the bartender asked me pitifully, eyeing the four empty bottles of cheap beer I had downed. I burst into a giggle instead of replying. Was I with someone? Who would want to associate with a loser like me, someone who had nothing to give? My giggles gave way to shaking shoulders and soon, tears filled my eyes, my emotions jumbled by the influence of alcohol. “Okay, that’s it, no more drinks for you. Get off my stool and go wash your face in the restroom. I'll get someone to find you a taxi.” When I did not comply immediately, he walked around his counter and pulled me off the stool. It was almost midnight yet the club was filled to the brim with people. However, none of them objected to the bartender pulling me up like an errant child. I went along with him, my tongue too heavy to make any complaints. He escorted me to the beginning of a barely lit hallway and helped me stand properly. “This is as far as
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