As late as I can push it. I wasn’t planning on showing my face while Robert was always there. He might send her over again, but I was going to make sure I wasn’t there.
I told Mom and Grandma I was leaving and sneaked all the way to David and Traian’s house.
“Yo, dude, you finally made it,” Traian said when he saw me. We exchanged hugs, and then David came outside, wobbling a bit.
“What’s wrong with him?” I pointed to David, barely holding my laughter. I had a pretty good idea what was wrong.
“Too many glasses of vișinată for lunch,” Traian said.
The sweet sour cherry drink was the devil. It tasted almost like juice, but it packed quite a punch. Before you knew it, a few tumblers turned you into a word-slurring, unsteady mess. It had anywhere between 20 and 40% alcohol, so it was no w
