It’s been just over a week since the accident. Eight days since his last beer. Drew’s tongue feels fuzzy. He can almost taste the freedom of guzzling booze alone in his rented room.
Here in the hospital he isn’t allowed to drink. He’s desperate. Kills the hours pacing the halls. Time is a merciless angry god he riles against.
I promise I’ll never drink again are hollow words, echoing bitterly.