This was the happiest that Mona had felt since joining the circus. There had been so much darkness and horror and Mona had thought there would always be something broken inside of her after witnessing it.
But maybe it wasn't broken. Maybe it was just a little dented. Because tonight she felt safe and good (and, yes, drunk), and it convinced her that even if this new world was showing her terrors, it wasn't all terrors. Because she was on a date with a boy who called her pretty and who hummed his own music just so that he could dance with her.