Out in the Open

What happened was, he just stopped hiding it.

Which was fine, he wasn’t very good at it. People don’t usually smell like mouthwash in the afternoon. He didn’t drink more. So then he drank in the open. Half a mickey, rye mostly, in the afternoon, and the other half after the kids went to bed, at least.

Credit to him, he never acted drunk. Never slurred or slipped. Although, now, all these years later, I wonder if that wasn’t a bad sign, or if I shouldn’t have done more. Or tried anyway.

Is that the kettle? I’ll be right back.

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