“I once had a guy tell me that his fiancée had just died the previous night. She had a heart attack or something sleeping next to him, and he woke up to find her gone.
They were supposed to get married in a few months. He kept saying how he might have been able to help her if he had woken up.
He had been at work all day, because he owned his own store and couldn’t afford to close.
It was fucking heartbreaking.
I let him drink for free.”
