After three more months, Vass came to Asphodel and demanded she give him money.
“Vass, you’ve spent money we don’t have on your drinking, and I suspect drugs, too. That was the stuff you were selling, wasn’t it?”
He stared at her with narrowed eyes. “What if it was? It got us money, didn’t it? We needed money, too.”
Asphodel sighed. “Vass, you haven’t brought any money in for an age, and you’ve spent all my earnings. I don’t have any money. We’re in debt, and are likely to be thrown out of this hovel because we can’t pay the rent. What happened? How did you get like this?” Her eyes filled with tears. “What happened to the Vass I fell in love with?”
Vass looked at his feet. “I can do it, Aspho. I can stop taking the stuff. I don’t want to lose you. Just need one more fix. Only one. I’ll
