NYE: Leah accepts the drink

“Yes.” she yelled into his ear.

“What do you want?” he asked, yelling equally into her ear.

“Surprise me.”

“O.K.” he said and forced his way through the densely packed bodies on the dance floor.

Leah looked around and couldn’t see anyone from the group. She continued to dance there for a while, unsure of how long it had been before Michael returned with two cups in his hand. He handed her one and she drank from it.

“To a great New Year!” He offered her a toast. She toasted him and their cheap plastic ups connected in the swirl of people as she drank from the fruity liquid. She imagined it was rum, but couldn’t tell. It tasted sweet to her lips. They drank and danced…and then…