Bab 119: Alcohol and tears

"I think I will be needing alcohol."

Without asking why, Mia nodded and moved to her cabinet. She discovered every bottle of alcohol was empty. The last time she had come, there was some left in the bottle. Yet, she didn't dwell on that. She picked up her purse and car key. "Should I get us something with pepper? It's going to help with the alcohol."

Sheila nodded; as long as she could lay her hand on the alcohol soon, she didn't mind what Mia was bringing. With that acceptance, she dashed out of the room.

An hour later, she was back with bottles of alcohol, pizza, and hot soups. Sheila lay on the couch, her food in her hand, and she had no idea someone came in.

Mia stared at her for a while before exclaiming, "Look what we have here?"

Sheila jerked her head towards her. A wide smile took residence on her face. "Now, this is what I am talking about!"