“Gabby, what are you doing sleeping out here?” Raul’s voice wakes me up, and I sit up and stretch. My head spins from the Vodka. I look around and see I am sleeping in the barn.
“Where’s my sister,” I said as I grab my head.
Raul chuckled and points behind him, “Stretched out on the other end of the couch,”
“Please turn off the music,” It makes my head pound more.
Raul unplugs the radio and picks up the bottle of Vodka, “You guys drank all this?”
“Don’t remind me. How did you find me?” I asked as I tried to stand up.
“Your father told me that you guys sometimes sneak out here,” he laughed as he helped steady me on my feet.
“My dad knew?” I said as I tried to walk but sat back down on the couch.
“Yea,” Raul laughed.
“I don’t feel so good,” I said.
“I’ll carry you into bed if
