Chapter 26I walked the 3 miles home, thinking the exercise would be good for me, would help me clear my head. It didn’t, the only thing it did was get me odd looks from people I passed who must have wondered why I was stumbling along like a drunk woman, sobbing and muttering to myself.
I got home, crawled into bed and stayed there for the rest of the day, leaving the bedroom only for more tissues and a bottle of whiskey, which I used to good advantage by drinking myself back into an alcohol induced sleep.
I awoke on Saturday deeply depressed and with a hangover to make matters worse. I kept looking at my phone in the hope that I’d missed a text from Jess but the screen was blank. Eventually I took the plunge and sent her a message simply asking if she was ok but I didn’t get a response.
