"Well, they've obviously improved." I've never been one to search out bands. The only concert I've ever attended was Justin Bieber with my niece during my failed attempt at college. And that's an experience I don't wish to repeat. I couldn't hear for two days after. But the band tonight sounded as good as the professionals. As loud too.
I lose sight of Tabitha as she inches closer to the bar, the crowd circling around her blocking her path and my line of sight. My head tips back and forth as I search the crowd, hopeful her arms are loaded up with drinks. When she finally reaches the table my shoulders slump with release. With two arms wrapped around them Tabitha carries four tall glasses, each filled with ice and a light brown colored liquid. Considering earlier tonight she said everyone
