ChokeCherry09

Bright white, thick snow-covered trees lined my drive home. my thoughts wandered, yet stayed in rhythm with the left, right beat of the windshield wipers. left, holidays with my family have changed in the years, right, we've grown older, we've grown apart, left, I've grown colder with the change of weather, right, suddenly tears were falling, left cheek, right cheek, left, provoked by the radio, and the songs it played, right, which cuts out, as we venture through the woods, left, just Mom and I, right, alone, left, except for the white snow, right, surrounding us, left, falling down to us, right, being wip

The world is crashing all around her. This tragedy won't be marked in bold black letters on the front page in the morning. But that's all she wanted--was to be noticed, to affect someone, to do something huge. Another drink and maybe she could smile at these people and believe she liked them. Yet the cheap Landshark only dried her throat as she stumbled for words. Instead of witty lines, she produced a sour taste of apples and a distant lunch. The floor felt uneven beneath her painted red toes as she struggled for the bathroom. Taking unnecessarily high footsteps down the hallway, she lost track of distance. The vodka tasted bad enough goin