Jack sat in the gazebo, tracing the portrait of a woman on his arm with his finger. He knew it was someone important, but the details of their time together were hazy in his memory. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow over the garden.
Flashback:
Jack and the woman were at a party, drinking heavily and flirting shamelessly. She had whispered something in his ear that made him feel invincible. He couldn't remember her name, but that didn't matter to him. All that mattered was the rush of adrenaline he felt when he was around her.
End of flashback:
Jack tried to shake off the memory and take a swig from his beer bottle, but it was empty. "Mom, can you get me another beer?" he shouted.
His mother, Alexa, stumbled out of the house, her eyes bloodshot and her movements unsteady. "Su
