The Alcoholic and I: A Consumption Tale
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Last published Thu, May 26, 2016
Prepare yourself for the angst-riddled summer with a heady mix of sexual frustration, tears, humor, a pinch of inevitable heart break and lots of drinking.
""I'm an alcoholic." His grey eyes flashed almost like a dare.
"At least you're not a drunk," I countered, stepping closer.
The heat of the summer night seemed to circle us in a tight embrace making the dance feel a little more dangerous, energizing the slow course of Jack and Rum through our systems. A shiver worked its way over my skin regardless of the temperature.
"Kevin.." I said his name breathlessly, both of us moving slightly closer.."
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