Page 140 of Not Safe For Work

She didn’t respond right away. After a while, she touched my shoulder. “You’ll be okay. It might not happen overnight, but I know you’ll sort this out.”

Well. At least someone still had faith in me.

“Take it easy tonight, okay?” She squeezed my shoulder. “You’re not going to drink yourself any closer to an answer.”

“I’m not drinking for an answer. If I wanted to think, I’d still be sober.”

“Fair enough.” She paused. “Do you want something to eat?”

My stomach lurched at the thought of anything besides more booze. “Not right now. If you want to, go ahead.”

“Okay. Let me know if you change your mind.”

“I will.”

She rose but didn’t move away from the couch. Slowly, I lowered my hands and looked up at her.

Her thin eyebrows pulled together, and her lips twisted with sympathy. “You know, this whole situation is bullshit, but it’s a damn shame about you and Rick.” She touched my shoulder again. “Seemed like you guys really had something.”

“Yeah,” I said into my glass. “It did.”