by Jeanette Cheezum
I was excited at the thought that tomorrow I would turn twenty-one. I got on the phone and called all my friends in hopes of a celebration. When some of my friends said they would meet me at the hottest spot in Virginia Beach, I knew it would be a night to remember. Everyone gathered by nine and we danced and danced. I decided to go to the bar and buy some mixed drinks - I proudly handed the bartender my license; he giggled and fixed the drinks. “Well, young lady you’re old enough, but I see your license expired three months ago,” he said.
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