In Vino Veritas

Staggering in after a girl's night out, she dropped her purse and coat by the door after locking up and using the floor bolt and then headed for her bedroom. A trail of clothing leads in to the spartan bedroom where she flopped down on the bed.

Gusting out a sigh, she blew the errant strands of hair off her face and wrapped up in her blanket. Hearing the phone in the living room ring, the answer function picking up and -

"Stephany, this is you mother. Why don't you ever answer the phone? Judith Lamont's daughter always answers her phone. I hear you were out with that black woman and went to see male strippers with your grandmother. WHy are you always doing this to me? Why can't you just quit your job, get one at the button factory and marry Joe ..." the machine cut her off with a harsh beep.

A soft muttering comes from the bed "Why does everybody order me around? Why does does every everybody think they" a hiccupy burp and a sigh "know what I want." Another sigh "I tried the mar mar married thing and we saw how well that freaking" a gusty sigh "worked. I don't want to be a burg clone." She flops over on her back and continues, "Why does everybody seem to want me to push Morelli spawn out of my hoohaa, I don't want a white house and picket and 2.6 dogs and a kid." another burp and sigh, "Everybody tells me what to do, and nobody ever asks me what I want. Only one person ever asks me what I want." Grabbing her blanket, she rolls over, pulling it over herself tighter and as she runs out of consciousness she mumbles "and I can't have him."

A silent dark man sitting in her chair listens to her soft snores for a while, then gets up, leans over to gently sweep the hair out of her face, kisses her and ghosts out.