Kapitel 73: Chapter 73

My nose ran, and tears streamed down my cheeks as I heaved and heaved, and I just wanted to die. And then an arm came around my waist and a cool palm braced my forehead.

“It’s okay, Theo. Let it all come out. I’ve got you.”

Any thought I could have dredged up after that went flying out of my head. I was down for the count, and I didn’t care.

19

After I’d upchucked everything that was in my stomach, pretty much including the lining, Wills gave me some toilet paper to blow my nose and dry my eyes.

“Better, babe?”

“I’m sorry. Fine welcome after you’ve been gone a month.” I threw the toilet paper into the john and flushed.

“It’s better than being told I don’t have a boyfriend anymore.”

“I’m sorry.”

“How much did you have to drink?”

“I don’t know. There was the Seagram’s.” I squinted, trying to remember. “And about half a bottle of vodka, and a couple of those little nips of Kahlúa, and most of the retsina, but Paul wouldn’t let me finish it.”