'Money'

Chapter 42 - tears dont do it for me

I walk in and see Jacob in the kitchen, he's hanging over a glass of whiskey, back turned to me.

As i walk in the kitchen, take out a glass and fill it to the brim with the irish whiskey, he looks up.
- Where were you? He asks.
- Dropped my car off with Danny and stayed at the garage with him for a while, he took me home, i say.
- Why are you drinking whiskey, you're pregnant, Jacob says.
- Ah, Danny took me to the hospital before he took me to the garage, then i came with him to the garage to check the damage done to my car and because i needed to figure out how to tell you, thats why it took time to get home, i say. The crash...it...i'm...i'm sorry, Money, i...
- No...no...NO! Money whimpers.

I down my whiskey without looking at my husband and pour myself another that i down like i would a shot, before i leave the kitchen for the bedroom, tonight i sleep in my homeoffice.

Money while ugly crying...now that, that's a sight that makes me wonder why i married him, he aint even that hot anymore...not like he once was...