Page 112 of Stronger Than Fate
He deserves it”
Me:
“Hangovers are depressing
and horrible. I speak from experience
Be nice to him and above all don’t yell”
Niky:
“Want to take care of him yourself?
I’m sure he’d be more
willing”
Me:
“I doubt it. Sorry to say
but he doesn’t usually do what
people tell him”
Niky:
“Don’t I know it”
Me:
“Good luck!”
I put down my phone and rested my head on the pillow, trying to get a little more sleep, but it was impossible not to think about him and how he must be feeling. I remembered the day I had woken up at his place after a major drinking binge, and his concern and advice. If he hated drunkenness so much, why had he done it? Perhaps everything that had happened had overwhelmed him.
Just as sleep was overtaking me again, my phone rang once more. It was Niky again.
“Can I call you?”
Me:
“Yes, of course”
I sat up in bed, concerned. Less than a minute later, her call came through.
“Niky, what’s happening?”
“We have a little problem,” she stated, though her voice didn’t sound particularly worried.
“With Henry?”
“Well yes, lately he’s the only one causing problems, but in this case, the culprit is Waylon.”
“I don’t understand,” I said, confused.
“Waylon is here because he came to check on Henry, but the idiot really put his foot in it. He told Henry that he’d met you and that he liked you a lot, and added that you were beautiful, all with a lovesick puppy face.”
“What? Why would he say that?”
