Chapter 92

Aaron didn't have the foggiest idea how long he had been drinking when he felt his head humming and his body began to decline to take more. He didn't have any idea the number of containers he emptied in this one hour of time yet it was not to the point of allowing him to escape his downcast feeling. Kathy had come like clockwork to keep an eye on him while hiding at the back of the door, thinking he wouldn't see her, however how might he tell her he can find her anyways.

She knows he wants a little time alone and to that end she was giving him time alone. 

Out of nowhere his stomach churned, feeling a little nauseated as he closed his eyes, take a another sip. And afterward it happened. Each drop of wine he drank wanted to come out and he wound up hurling everything in his stomach, and was a complete wreck.

"Fuck! Aaron. Didn't I tell you not to drink much? I give you alone time for quieting down, not to pass on in