I got up at seven, still bleary eyed from the night before. I drank the whisky like a tonic, unready and unable to cope with work. My make up had smudged adn I was too drunk to demask.
She found a diamond bracelet in the back or the car. Ruth had told me this over drinks that evening. She had chosen the slick new cocktail lounge, perfect for celebrations.
If we go now, we'll never get it the bloodrush higher than the needle piercing the skin If we go now, I'll never feel him the pale arms, tattooed and frail grasping my skin