The beer splattered onto Gabby’s lap where the cup landed, making a large wet spot on her jeans that looked like nothing so much as a pants-peeing.
Published by Andrea Rinard
Andrea Rinard is a Florida native and long-time high school English teacher who is now also an emerging writer. One of her life's current luxuries is being a part of the graduate certificate program in creative writing at the University of South Florida. Her work has recently been published in Crack the Spine and is forthcoming in the Dead Mule School of Southern Literature. She can be found on Twitter @aprinard. View all posts by Andrea Rinard