One Split Second

clock-pointers-fashion-hands-of-a-clock-1252By Stella

Beads of sweat rolled down her neck. Her cheeks grew paler as her hands lost warmth.

“Hey, who is that? She’s not a regular.”

“Uh oh, the mommy’s little girl’s about to cry …”

“Don’t be rude, Pat. Hey, newbie! Want some? Try this. It’s great.”

“Come on … As if she will take it.” He smirked.

The next second, she turned around, put on a mask, painted a fake smile and faced them shouting, “Give me it.”

Her left hand slid slowly into her sling bag to secure her ID badge and gave herself a shot.


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