Authors: Anne Mercier
“I just want to feel the way he made me feel again,” I said sadly.
“Come home and we’ll drink away your sorrows.”
“Don’t you have a date tonight?”
“I’ll cancel. I can get laid whenever, and you need me more than I need a dick.”
This was what I loved about my sister, she was so brash. “Okay, I’m walking home as we speak.”
“I’ll play
Cocktail
and whip you up something amazing,” she said cheerily.
“See you in a few.” Faith was an amateur bartender. I’d been telling her for years she should open up a place. So far she had yet to listen. She was too into her modeling career to want something more.
She was waiting at the door with a glass full of something lethal when I walked in.
“Here, drink this. It will cure what ails you.” She clinked glasses with me and tipped the cup back until I had drained it.
I coughed. “Wow, what’s in this? Lighter fluid?”
“Close. Vodka, rum, and some other random stuff.” She grinned at me. “Want another?”
“I know I should tell you no, but what the hell, pour me another.”
That was the last thing I remembered about that night. Lots of laughter and too many drinks.
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