31| A N G E L S
ZENJA STAYED UP the whole night. The various thoughts swirling around her head seemed to keep her awake. She sat under a tree as she blankly stared at the ground below her.
" Stare at that spot any longer and you might actually make a hole.", a voice mused.
She blinked before looking up, only to see her mom carrying two mugs in her hands.
"Coffee?", she offered.
She gave her a smile. " Thanks, mom.", she takes a sip and scrunched her face when she tastes something familiar in the coffee.
" Whiskey?", she questioned and Mary laughs. " Bobby said it gives a kick."
Zen chuckles. " He aint' wrong...", she states before taking another sip.
The mother and daughter stayed silent as they sipped their cups of spiked coffee. Zenja places her cup down and absentmindedly star
