Charlie stands across Main Street peering into the tinted windows of her favorite bar. She travels inside with her senses, inhaling the oak, vanilla, and caramel of a famous blend. This liquor brushes against her inner cheeks, causing her lips to softly perch. Strangers study a woman frozen in time, one who finds solace in a crisis that others might perceive as weakness. Suddenly, her euphoria fades as a child lets out a loud scream. This is a losing battle, she thinks. “