Newfound resolve
came out of the restroom with renewed determination. I had my head up and my shoulders back. A combination of adrenaline and resolve made my heart race. I resisted becoming the object of Sandra’s abuse any longer. Something unexpected was going to happen during her birthday meal. Although I was aware that I couldn’t alter Sandra’s identity, I could alter my response. I would also show her a different side of me tonight.
Newfound Resolve
Return to the table
Sandra, maybe seeing a shift in my attitude, arched an eyebrow as I walked back to the table. Without flinching from her scrutiny, I looked her in the eye. Feeling the weight of everyone’s attention on me, I sat down again. Sandra’s grin dimmed a bit and was replaced with an inquisitive expression. She had no idea what had happened, but she would soon learn. I was prepared to defend myself.
Return To The Table
