Every Woman Has a Price20 Depression
Kirk hadn’t been a drinker since his marriage had fallen apart. It was the one problem he could put on his shoulders, something he could improve, a way he could take responsibility. That and choose women who weren’t whores from that point out. “I’ve hadn’t seen you like this since I was in college,” Katelyn said. She sat across from him as he ordered a sixth double whiskey sour. She waved off the waitress. It wasn’t her liver to injure anymore. “And you’re not 28 anymore.” “The wedding’s...