Full Reviews: SARA SEXTON nine o'clock sharp Lynn and I escaped the reception and headed to our cars, eager for a relaxing drink. It was a long ride to the bar as I thought about Chris Morgan. He had to know I was infatuated with him. I decided to see where things might go tonight. I was known to get a little crazy with alcohol in my system. If anything, it would just be fun to flirt.
As luck would have it, I took a few wrong turns and ended up getting to the bar later than anyone else. I switched on the dome light and touched up my make up. It was a tad chilly, but I shed my sweater and threw it in the back seat. When I entered the bar, I saw dozens of teachers from my school district. Several worked at my own school and smiled and waved. I sought Lynn and Grace, along with a few others. Imagine my embarrassment when I told them I had gotten lost. Not only that, imagine the let down when I failed to see the handsome Mr. Morgan. I guessed he was either running late, but my instinct told me he wouldn't show.
