Page 241 of The Valiant Knight
Who was he to argue, and the tone…someone was angry, and he didn’t blame him.
As he parked it at the island, Graham watched as the man pulled some Aspirin from the cabinet, and put them in his hand.
Without a word, Graham dry swallowed him, and the aspirin tasted like shit.
They were nasty.
Still not saying anything, the other man poured him a coffee, and stared at him.
Graham was braced for the onslaught of anger.
When he handed it to him, he then went to the toaster and popped in some bread.
The whole time, there was that uncomfortable silence in the room. Graham felt like he did when he was younger, and his parents were angry with him.
When he still had parents.
“Say something,” Graham said, unnerved by the‘Dad stare’that he was giving him.
So, Tony did.
“It’s time for some tough love,” he admitted. “You need to stop this bullshit, and end this need to die.”
That hung there.
Graham said nothing.
When the toast popped, he put it on a plate, and he walked it over to the man.
“Eat so you can keep the coffee down. It’s going to be a long day for you.”
Graham did as he said.
It had been a long time since anyone made him food and made him feel like he was a child in trouble.
As he took a bite of the bread, the crunching he heard made his head ache even more, but again, this was on him.
A few minutes went by, and he couldn’t take it any longer.
Finally, Graham spoke.
“I’m sorry.”
Tony was curious.
“For?” he asked, not sure which part of last night he was apologizing for, but he bet it wasn’t the right part.
Call it a hunch.
“For making you take care of me. You could have left me there. I would have sobered up.”
No, he couldn't leave him.
What kind of a person did that to another human being? Not a good one.
As for the rest…
There was a good chance he wouldn’t have survived. It was crystal clear that the man was at rock bottom and not fighting to climb out.
