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HAPPY NEW YEAR
Ginger knocked on the door. “Miss D? Can I come in? Miss D?”
She waited a moment, then turned to leave. As her back turned, the door opened.
“Everything ok?” Dahlia had a flat head in one hand and a
two fingers of Laphroiag in the other.
“Oh totally cool, Miss D. It’s the girls, they wanted you to
watch the ball drop with them.” Ginger tucked her one long strand of hair
behind her ear.
“They’re watching that
shit?” Dahlia took a sip from her glass.
“Sorry, I didn’t know you had anything against it.” Ginger
looked away from Dahlia.
“Shit. I. I don’t really, I just think it’s garbage. Famous
people are garbage, at least that type of famous, anyway, what time is it?”
------------------Shit happens. like writing.
CB
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