Snow White 6/7

So, Snezana tried and tried to slurp milkshake up the straw.
A futile task we all know. A group of children on the next table, seven in all, tried to help. One offered his coke. She nodded and held the ice filled cup to her mouth but realised she couldn’t talk. Unnoticed by all, one child wee'd on the floor.

Snezana's lips were swollen and redder than ever. Blistered and sore. It was a petty victory but the stepmum felt boosted, peered briefly over her paper and with mock concern asked.

“Snezana! My darling! Are you OK my dear heart?”