BECKETT
The guy wouldn’t let me into the women’s bathroom.
He stopped me at the door and refused to let me go inside. Said it was for the ladies.
So I punched him in the face.
I didn’t feel myself enter the bathroom, or sprint down the row of stalls, or jump from the toilet to the stall wall that separated me from her.
I only remember the complete terror that rolled through me when I saw what she was about to do.