Bekki carefully brushed a fingertip along the slope of her perfectly groomed eyebrow. She blinked her long lashes twice, loosening the grip of the mascara that had become a little too dried out in the summer heat. She tilted her head to catch a glimpse of her lipstick which was equally dried out. She quickly freshened it and then tucked the tube back into her purse. The purse was one of her most treasured items; the latest fashion trend to sweep through the city was big bags. This came as a relief to her, as the tiny little clutches of the year before had made it nearly impossible for her to carry everything that she needed. She sat back in the driver's seat of her navy blue Ford Focus and started the engine. She had just stopped off at a gas station to refuel her gas tank and refill her stomach. With a bag of chips beside her and a cheeseburger wrapper already on the floorboard she was ready to get back on the road. As she drove off she recalled the grimace of annoyance that the woman behind the counter had given her when she ordered the greasy food along with a genuine sugar filled soda.
