| Not long ago we threw a bachelorette party in NYC | | | | street. "Awe, Chelle I love ya. But what if you get |
| for one of my dearest girlfriends. The group of us, | | | | hurt?" she said. "I'll be alright" I told her. The truth is |
| about 7 women dressed to kill, hit the town with | | | | that I didn't know if bullets might fly or if one of the |
| intent to have a great time. After many cocktails, | | | | cars might come right up onto the sidewalk. But I |
| dinner and a show, we walked a few short blocks to | | | | wasn't afraid. I knew that no matter what happened |
| a cozy bar where we kicked some serious tail playing | | | | in the moments to follow I was better prepared to |
| drinking games with out-of-staters who in losing | | | | handle it then she was and it was my instinct and |
| fashion supplied us with even more drinks. We were | | | | desire to protect her. |
| being picked up by car service so there were no | | | | Even in the state of being less than sober, I |
| holds barred in our night out. We had a great time. | | | | maintained awareness of our surroundings, sensed |
| It's sometimes in the smallest of moments when we | | | | possible danger and acted upon it. Was it the best |
| discover how much we care for someone else. | | | | choice to protect my friend while putting myself into |
| Though she and I have been friends for years, it | | | | danger, I don't know but I'd do it again in a heart |
| was that night I realized how much I adore my | | | | beat. Thankfully, the situation dissolved after those |
| friend, the bride-to-be. | | | | few unsure moments and both cars sped away. |
| Strolling the narrow village streets, walking quite | | | | We went on to make our way to the bar, where |
| drunkly arm-in-arm in route from the show venue to | | | | we were challenged to a friendly game of flip-cup by |
| the bar, we chatted about "doing this more often" | | | | another group of women also celebrating a |
| rather than waiting for life events to prompt us. | | | | bachelorette night. What fun we had beating them |
| Suddenly, two cars on the street, only feet away | | | | repeatedly; those poor chicks from out of town |
| from where we were, started engaging in road rage | | | | didn't realize that we metropolitan women play to |
| with the first car stopping suddenly and the second | | | | win. |
| screeching its tires to avoid crashing. Yelling ensued | | | | My friend had a great time and good memories of |
| as the situation escalated and out of nowhere our | | | | that last night being single on the town. Thankfully |
| little happy group was directly amidst unfolding | | | | the potential of the bad situation did not come to |
| danger. The situation was getting uglier by the | | | | fruition, but if it had, I was prepared to protect her. |
| second and there was no time for us to get away... | | | | It was shear instinct to have moved her away from |
| "Get on the inside" I told her as I moved her inward | | | | danger; I was ready to defend us both. |
| while shifting myself to the outside, closest to the | | | | |