“Bet. Bet.”
I was making it abundantly clear that I wasn’t accepting company at the time. There was nothing more that I wanted than to be alone.
He pulled alongside the curb of my home after four turns. Though I loved my girl, I was relieved to see she’d made it home already. I didn’t have the capacity to deal with anyone tonight. Not even myself. Sleep was on my to-do list.
Scrub my hands
Sit down at my dining table
Eat my food
Clean up after myself
Grab a wine cooler
Put my Kool-Aid in the fridge
Take a long shower with boiling hot water to cleanse the filth from my body
Put on the pajama set I stole from Kristin’s Boutique
Get in bed
