"Wigs," short story at Roadside Fiction

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Finally the party ended and everyone left. Melissa was in the bathroom when Billy and the last stragglers walked out. I was pulling the tops off a couple of beers when I heard a toilet flush and a couple of seconds later Melissa wandered into the kitchen. I gave her a large smile and handed her a beer. She took it and went back the way she had come. I took a large swallow from my bottle and followed her into the living room. - See more at: http://roadsidefiction.com/index.php/wigs-by-jeff-weddle/#sthash.NodnRo6m.dpuf