Sandy
I woke up gasping. My eyes are gritty from crying all night, and my head is pounding from the two bottles of wine I consumed last night. Thank God today was Friday and my day off. I don’t even know what woke me up.
I hear pounding at the door. Oh, maybe that’s what woke me up. I smack my lips together as I pull on a t-shirt and some shorts and stumble to the front door. I open it, and Rebecca is there looking frazzled and worried at the same time.
“Hey, what’s going on?” I croaked.
“Jesus, you look horrible,” she said, coming in and shutting the door.
I snorted, “Then I look how I feel. Sorry, I’m not sure what happened, I just remember drinking gobs amount of wine and blubbering. Let me go jump in the shower real quicka nd brush my teeth. Could you start coffee?”
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