It's been 2 weeks since I left home. We finally finished with all the countless meetings, and I was heading back home. I was feeling a bit nervous, I don't know why.
I met Fabio at the airport and he helped with my luggage.
“Can you drive to a pharmacy before we go home? I have this killer headache.”
“Did you drink again? You gotta work on this drinking problem. “Come on, I don't drink unless I'm troubled.”
“Yes, and you drink for all the ones you've lost.” Fabio scolded, but I ignored him.
He got me some painkillers, and I took them to ease my headache.
We arrived home soon and I was hesitant to go inside. I'm just thinking about what Hillary would say.
“You coming?” Fabio's voice jerked me back to reality. “Yeah, yeah.”
I entered the house, and the first person I spotted wa
