“Mark and Paula had a fight. I ran into Mark at the VFW. We got into the Jack Daniels and when they closed up we headed over here thinking we could get more Jack Daniels from the cellar.” Tim stood up, “Hell we didn’t know he was home. The last we knew he left Mark at O’Hare
Airport. Mark crashed the car and then the power went out. We ran into a couple of things and then Mark fell. I was trying to find him when I heard Craig shout freeze. Damn I am sorry Craig. Carla I’m going to be sick,” he ran out the door. Howard brought him back in, washed his face
under cold water and sat him on the floor.
Craig held her tight Carla was still trembling as she said, “I’ll put on the coffee.” “No stay right here,” Craig said hold her wrist, not sure it was the right place to check her heart rate, but he knew it was way too fast, “We all need coffee Craig.”