As rumors go, there were many floating around about you know who. Some were true, others were not, and other still were slight variants of the reality of what truly happened.

She approached me with swollen eyes and tears rolling down her cheek. Her face red and nose running, it seems without end.

She kept sniffling, trying to keep the snot from reaching her lip as she wiped with the cuff of her sleeve.

I asked her if she was ok. She looks at me and with snotty cuff, slaps me on my cheek.

"Do I look ok you...