BriAnne is my niece. She's 18 and the world is her's! So this story really should come as no surprise to anyone that knows her. This photo was taken shortly after this story.
It was 4th of July just after the sun had gone down, when Nick and I stopped our shopping. As we walked out of the sunglass store, who do we run into? BriAnne. But she was not alone. Accompanying her was a large black guy to whom she had been giving directions. Just as we found her, this guy was trying to give her a hug for helping him find Lou's Bar. Here was our conversation.
Me: Hi Bri. What's going on?
BriAnne: I was just helping him (the large black guy) find Lou's bar.
Me: How did you know where Lou's was? (I had been up and down that street so many times and I had no idea where it was.)
BriAnne: It's just right there. (She pointed. Then she guestured that he wanted to give her a hug.)
Me (Maybe Over Protective Uncle): You really should not be out here after dark alone. Nick and I were just one street over and ran into a woman without her shirt and a drunk santa clause.
To which she pretty much shrugged her shoulders. Oh to be young and fearless!
