Not A Small-Town Girl

romantic evening had turned into an intervention.

"I don’t care..." Danielle began to act all coy just to get another sip, as though the wine were something magical she couldn’t resist.

David relented again. "Fine. But just a little bit more."

Danielle giggled as she eagerly nodded. She stared at the bottle, saying, "Okay."

She was so endearing in her tipsy state that David couldn’t help but melt.

By the end of the dinner, Danielle was thoroughly drunk. Clearly, she couldn’t return home in such a condition, so David pulled out his phone to call Howard. "Mr. Darling, it’s David. Danielle had a bit too much to drink. It’s late, so-"

"David, what are you doing? Aren’t you going to listen to me sing?" "What’s

Howard asked with concern.

worry, Mr. Darling. I’ll take good care

water bottle- as she jumped on the

lose her balance. "Mr. Darling, I’m afraid I need to hang up now," he said hastily before hanging

an entire repertoire of nursery rhymes, jumping and twirling without a care. She even posed for him when he

residence, Howard and Vivian exchanged

the phone? What happened to Danielle?" Vivian asked

staying with him tonight. She had too much to drink," Howard replied. Even though he was fond of David, the thought of

David? Then there’s nothing to worry about," Vivian said, waving a hand at