Broken Pretty Things
By Grant Faulkner
Violet has a policy: Never wait longer than 10 minutes for a man to show up. It’s now been half an hour. Twice now, she’s walked around the block and come back into the bar, ready to feign dramatic apologies for being late.
This one had such pretty, soft blue eyes, sparkling with all sorts of unspoken promises. He made her feel like he loved her simply by the way he said hello.
She wonders what will happen if she waits another 15 minutes, another half hour. If she walks around the block again. “I’m so sorry I’m late, please forgive me…” She orders a drink, and then one more.