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.