It’s been a long week. Work has been hectic. Her love life, stagnate. But tonight, she has a date with a 21-year-old. She works hard. She earns what she makes. Though it’s not the amount she wants, it’s enough to be free. She isn’t dependent upon a man, financially or emotionally. She’s happy with her life the way it is. That’s not to say she won’t find a man to love, or her cat is her only friend. Though alone, she is seldom lonely. That 21-year-old she’s going out with, hails from Dublin. He’s short, he’s strong, he’s the best friend a girl could ask for. He looks great, smells great, tastes great. It takes a special kind of woman to enjoy his company. Not many can handle his charm. Most shrug him off. But not her. She’s enthralled.
She’s independent. She’s free. She’s happy. She’s a whiskey girl.
A Toast: To Whiskey Girls