Barbara’s lips parted more from surprise rather than preparing for speech. The comment resonated far more than she was comfortable with. Shocked and slightly bewildered, she stared at him, but before she could retort, the Hood was up and flying across the street. Shaking her head, hands planted firmly on each hip, she cursed him under her breath. Lips pursed together, Barbara turned back, gathering the discarded food containers, throwing them in a trash receptacle as she took the fire escape down the side of the building. Not flashy, but after tonight she needed the break.
The walk back to her bike was uneventful and quiet, but her mind kept wandering to places she didn’t want it to go. Muscles ached, feet screamed. An hour ago she was ready to call the evening a wash – now, she wasn’t so sure. The one thing she was certain of, however, was she wasn’t going to tell anyone about tonight. Barbara was too embarrassed, too confused to even try to piece together the events of the evening. Plus, who’d even believe her?
Reaching her apartment just in time to see the sun awaken from it’s nightly slumber, Barbara hit her bed without much thought other than rest. And after the night she had, she needed it.
[COMPLETED]
and all of this will never be the same again 