Sixteen

Malaki Crescent

I got her actual food. She hadn’t really eaten at the event, and she’d gotten fries and a drink when she was at the McDonalds waiting for me. We sat there for a while, just letting her rest a moment. Then the two of us got up.

“How’d you get here?” she asked. “I don’t see your car.”

I winced. “I uh, took an uber.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

“I may have gotten a little drunk after our little ...