To the moon and back
I hear noises in the house and get scared because nobody should be there at the moment.
Helen had gone away before I came back and Chris should be back at the soirée, but there’s apparently somebody coming.
soirée“Madison!” cries out a voice behind the door to my room.
I recognize it. I empty the glass in my hand with a throat-burning sip, making a slurred “What do you want?” come out of my mouth, before I fill it up again and, staring at that amber color swirling around the edge and reflecting the light from the bedside lamp.
“Open the door! It’s me”.
“Get back to the party, it’s no use you staying here”.
“No, I’m not gonna go away. In fact, I’m not moving from here until you tell me what’s wrong with you. If you don’t want to, fine, it doesn’t matter, but
