She Kept Going
Pins and needles shot from her ankles to her hips, but she carried on until her feet felt like they were on fire. The other girls could see how badly she was hurting, begging her to stop.
But she couldn’t stop now. With gritted teeth, she continued serving drinks. This was what the manager wanted, and she was giving him what he wanted. By the time it was 9 PM, all eyes were on Maddie. But what was she doing?