My Cardboard Balcony

Sweet Pirouette by Belinda Roddie A girl got drunk on perfume and danced until her knees gave out and she was carried away. When the doctor asked what happened, she replied, "Sometimes, the smell of someone beautiful gets my body moving in all the wrong ways."

Roger knew the punch was spiked, so he stayed away from it. His mother's shrill voice echoed in his mind as he maneuvered his way to the corner of the living room: "The devil's drink will destroy the way you think." It was a foolish rhyme, but it was one that had stuck in the poor eighteen-year-old's head for years. He would not touch alcohol. "Beer?" asked his mate Charles, and Roger visibly recoiled from the cup extended to him.