![]() ![]() “You need a dog,” I say, my words slurring. ![]() “You’re not exactly meeting me at the right time.” His eyes sharpen with curiosity, and I immediately seek a diversion. Probably because we’re all loud and opinionated.” He’s not close to any of us, but he’s done his best. But if I do, I’ll sober up, and my thoughts will crowd into my head again, going round and round like a Ferris wheel. I seem to be moving slowly, which is a good indication that I should stop drinking right about now. It makes everything so much easier.” He chuckles as I reach over and shove him again. ![]() “Not sure why, but off he toddled, leaving my mother with six children.” “Oops,” he says lazily, smiling at me and lying back on his own end of the sofa. He sloshes the liquid in, missing some of the glass and spilling vodka onto the floor. I laugh and hand my glass to him for a refill. Murder and manslaughter must have seemed so easy to deal with after that.” ![]()
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