Clean Up Your Mess

Evelyn’s face contorted in sheer outrage, the veins in her neck protruding starkly against her meticulously maintained skin. The aging matriarch was unaccustomed to being spoken to in this insolent manner, much less being openly disrespected in front of the trembling boutique staff and her son’s new companion. She took a menacing step toward the fitting room area, her designer heels clicking sharp