The Dinner Party

Chapter 3


Of course, the last thing I wanted was breakfast.  With a stomach still half full of gin and tonics, I just wanted some Alka Seltzer.  So I sat at the table, dutifully waiting for them to finish.  Before I knew it, it was time for the ride back to Jake’s.  Jake the rake.  My best friend.  Visiting him killed my liver and my brain – this trip was no different.  Oh thank the Lord for the notes I take.  Drunken scramblings…  Inspiration for my sketches… Making sense of the night before...

The car was a lullaby. Asleep.  And we had arrived home.


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