But it’s a bit of a grownup thing to do. She froze, cringing. XXX She was supposed to cook dinner tonight and at this rate she’d be late. He poured the cider for her, showing her how to tilt the bottle neck at an angle. “Daddy? She knew them all, Pete and Steve and Michael and Darren and Richard. She can feel the liquid slosh around her. I don’t wanna waste it..”
He pulled her close. “Why don’t you stay down here with us for a bit, pumpkin? Her backpack bounced against her back as she walked along, shivering against the cold. Dull pain in the back of her head, she thinks he used the base of the wine bottle he brought over. him saying something to her, low buzz vibrating in his chest, trying to focus, “w-what did you say daddy?”
“Want another drink, baby?
