Off to Work

"Are you alright, Elizabeth?"

Help! John tried to yell.

"Yes," the new woman said instead. "Thank you for letting me use your changing room to get ready for work "

Elizabeth left her old possessions behind as she walked out. The old woman handed her a small black purse, "Don't forget your purse."

You bitch you did this to me, John tried to say.

"Thanks again," Elizabeth said.

She exited the shop with a new outlook on life. Though she hadn't realized it.

As she sashayed out of the mall and down the street she couldn't help but notice the attention she was getting. A car crashed as she adjusted her bra to show a bit more in her cleavage. One man received a beating from his wife when he spied Elizabeth bending down to pick up a quarter.

It was going to be a good day she thought. Though the masculine part of her mind screamed in terror as she walked up to the Public Library.