Liberty's Sparkle (3)

   
   "Liberty's Sparkle (3)"
   
   Liberty ascended her outdoor staircase amid the summer Sun coming to a close.  Tears still rolling from her forest green eyes due to the mystical embrace and lovely gift from Mr. McQuade.  
   As she approached the front door of her studio, her next door neighbor's door swung open, revealing a short and fiery Goth girl, adorned in a close crop haircut with piercings galore all over her weirdly spirited face.  She boldly looked Liberty in the countenance; next, offered:  "I got two guys over here, if ya wanna hang and eat some turkey tacos."
   Liberty had no time for social adventure; hence, turned down the invitation, knowing it would only lead to more heartache and poverty.  Then, the Goth girl named Faye said:  "Take a freaking break Liberty.  Watch some porn with the guys and throw back a few cold ones.  You can't keep playing the part of a hurt soul--hell, we've all been hurt."
   Liberty, a little cleared up from the tears blurted:  "Thanks, but I'm gonna crash."
   Faye further stated:  "We got some Dr. Pepper if you don't like beer.  And you know, Dr. Pepper is healthier than Coke."
   Liberty was like:  "Huh?"
   Faye continued:  "It's healthier cause it has the name Doctor in it."  Then, the Goth girl gave a friendly smile.
   Liberty chuckled, a bit; alas, she still turned down the social offer, going into her modest studio apartment, and eyed the Crucifix she had been recently given.  Could it be real gold and those be real diamonds on the wounds of Christ?  Nah, she figured.