CB: Cat and Mouse, -V-
I can't exactly say what I thought she meant when she said it was time to celebrate, but I don't think it was this. Leaving the racetrack she seemed different, much younger and more carefree, as she has a habit of seeming to me from time to time. We headed down the street, and she felt free enough to slip her arm through mine, something she's never done in public.
At heart, I guess even Faye likes to feel that she belongs. I'm reassured that she can feel that way with me around.
And then she turned us into a bath house.
And I started to wonder if she was crazy.
She shoves me towards a changing room, and heads off into another one.
