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I got homeand moved slowly through my house. It was too quiet for me. When things are too quiet, my mind drifts, and I don’t like that. I go into the kitchen and grab a glass. I reach into my cupboard and grab the first glass bottle that comes to my fingertips. I pull the bottle up, and note that its vodka. This will do.
I pour a glass and remove my tie. I start walking towards my bedroom, my eyes lingering on the air freshener in the wall. It smells like cranberries, or at least it used to. My mind is starting to wander as I reach my doorway to the bedroom, I grip the edges.
I walked into my bedroom and my eyes pinned to the dresser that I cleared out for Betsy’s clothing.
Dane approaches my side cautiously and asks me what’s up.
“I need this dresser removed.”
“Sure, do you want to empty out the drawers; I’ll take it out of here for you.” He asks.
“No, all contents can go.” I say as I turn and head towards the bathroom, I need to splash some water on my face. As soon as I’m at the doorway, I see Betsy’s hair brush on the counter. My eyes dart to the toothbrushes and her pink toothbrush is right there. I stumble backwards and I feel Dane’s hands on my upper back steady me. Fucking heavy cast.
“I’ll take care of it, go chill dude.” Dane says to me as he turns him the direction of the living room. I wobble out of the bedroom and directly towards the kitchen.
“Better have a fucking beer in here.” I mumble to myself. I swipe a beer out of the fridge, open it and wobble into the living room. My recliner in the corner is calling to me.
I should have sold this place and rid myself of everything reminding me of her. I’d been begging her to move in for months prior to the accident, she was on the verge of it, I could tell… what would have happened if she did move in?
I blink rapidly, the dresser is no longer there. I walk further into my bedroom and the bathroom has no female products anywhere in sight. I sit down at the edge of my bed with my drink in my hand. I swallow the remainder of the vodka and let the glass fall to the floor.
My head is now in my hands and my shoulders are tense. I rub my hands over my face and stand up. I quickly change out of my suit into something more comfortable. I pick up the glass and deposit it in the kitchen as I grab my wallet and keys.
I need another drink. I think to myself as I leave the house and head down the sidewalk, which bar will it be tonight?
