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-"

Buzz, buzz." Danielle’s voice rang out, cutting him off. "David, what

Howard asked with concern.

sighed. "Don’t worry, Mr. Darling.

water bottle- as she jumped on the sofa. "Let’s see

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

watch helplessly as Danielle sang her way through an entire repertoire of nursery rhymes, jumping and twirling without a care. She even posed for him when he

Darling residence, Howard and Vivian exchanged uneasy glances

on the phone? What happened to Danielle?" Vivian

had too much to drink," Howard replied. Even though

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