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Knight
Six Months Ago
The phone rings and wakes me out of yet another shitty nap. I’ve been taking a lot of them lately. I wipe my eyes and look around a room that used to bring me comfort, but now only serves as a reminder of what a mess my life’s become. Empty beer and liquor bottles, too many to count, line my countertops, a reminder of the lengths I’ll go to self-destruct. My laundry is all over the damn floor, and my face hasn’t see a razor for a while now.
Lucky me, I got to keep the house in the divorce proceedings, but that’s not saying much since it was mine to begin with. I’ve been sleeping on the couch a lot lately because the bedroom brings back too many bad memories. I can’t walk in the room without seeing what I saw that day with Jenny and Gabriela, and that’s about the
