"One more, please." Mimi waved her empty glass.

The bartender's brows furrowed.

"Come on," she slurred, "selling insurance is strenuous."

Reluctantly, he obliged.

Mimi slurped her eighth shot of bourbon. Her cell phone chimed, but she ignored it. She asked the
bartender for another drink.

He shook his head. "No."

She frowned and staggered to her car. Her hand trembled as she inserted the key into the ignition.
Her vision was blurred while reading a note taped to the visor. "I forgot Judy." She stepped on the gas
pedal.

Judy called her mother several times without a response. Frustrated, the ten-year-old girl began
walking home down the dark, Hudson Road.

Mimi's car swerved across the white strip down Hudson Road when she suddenly felt a bump that
made her head hit the roof of the car. She got out of the car to check for damage.

"Oh, Judy!"