Chapter 5I woke up and had no idea where I was. My very first thought was, I’m an alcoholic. I’d known for years, of course, but I had never blacked out before. Sure, I’d have patches of foggy memories about any one evening, but not like this. I couldn’t remember anything at all, and that scared me.
There was a soft knock at the door. As I looked around at the décor of the spare bedroom I was in, I realized I was at Dean’s house. Dean was the drummer for the Blue Is, I’d become friendly with all of the band members and their wives and girlfriends, I’d been seeing Janine now for about nine months. Dean was married to Sheila, Bobby (lead guitar) was with Angela, and they’d been together five years. It took a while for them all to get used to me, to see me as something more than Janine’s fla
