She rolled out of bed in the dark, draped the nearest shirt (his) over herself, and quietly left the room.
She went to the kitchen, pulled glass and brandy from the cupboard, and poured.
She drank, and she dreamed, and she dreamed of better things to come; and she drank.
About the author
TK Hudson lives in the Midwest with his dog and three cats. He has spent more than half his life learning to write, and to write well; he is still learning to do both.
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