The Deck, Sunday Night
Sunday, August 2nd, 2009 06:56 pmThere were two bottles lying empty next to the lounge chair already, and she was working on a third. She had a goal. Sometimes if she drank enough, Mooner would come and tell her how great she was. Also she was relying on the Peca to help her repress the more unpleasant aspects of this past week.
She had booze to share if anyone else wanted to join her.
She had booze to share if anyone else wanted to join her.