"Congratulations Dora. You really did well tonight." I shook a hand.
"Congratulations Dora. I hope you win." I shook another hand.
"Congratulations Pretty Dora." I maintained the bland smile on my lips, and shook another hand.
"Congratulations Dora. Don't let them push you down! You hear?" I nodded at the more than hundredth person that had met and shook hands wth me. My hands were getting sore and sweaty now.
Couldn't they settle for waves? I wondered, gesturing at Diana with my eye that she extricate me from the seat where I had been asked to stay in, to shake hands with those who were pleased with my success. There were so many unfamiliar faces I had to shelve into a part of my memory for rememberance.
