Loving a Man Who Forgot Me Novel Chapter 36
Abbi I welcomed Saturday morning with a piteous groan.
How many Coronas did I drink? I sat up and immediately regretted it as my skull began to throb.
That’s when I remembered the wine at dinner before the beers and then the last remnants of a bottle of tequila I cried into after the beer was gone.
Rough night was putting it mildly. Aspirin, I needed Aspirin and water. The walk from my bed to the kitchen had never seemed so far.
Every step rattled my brain. I fumbled around the kitchen, retrieving the pills and a glass of water, which I downed at once and then I shuffled my butt back down the hall and crawled into bed with hopes that the next time I woke up, I’d feel a little less like something undead.
I finally rejoined the land of the living sometime after noon. I would have slept longer if it hadn’t been for the dinging phone beside my bed.
Damn thing wouldn’t shut up. Groaning crankily, I smacked my hand around on the nightstand until it hit the phone and I dragged it to my face.
Lunch date with me and mom? It was from Addie. Guess she made it from New York. There were several more after that first one. ?????
Where are you girl? Your butt better not still be in bed! Don’t make me come over there! Ugh.
I got two words of my reply typed out before the phone starting ringing in my hand. “Just tell me I have time to take a shower,” I whined into the phone. “You sound like you’ve been making out with a pack of cigarettes, are you really just waking up?”
“It was a late night.” Her giggle came over the line. “Did your Coach keep you up late running drills? Bet he drilled you good.” “Ha. Ha. Shut up, just tell me where to be and what time to be there.”
She spouted out the name of the restaurant and told me I better be there in an hour. She hung up and left me scrambling out of bed. My leg caught in the sheet and I tumbled to the floor with a thud. Please don’t let this be a sign of how the day is going to go.
I whimpered pathetically as I pushed myself up and hurried into the shower. Despite my efforts to hurry, I arrived at the restaurant ten minutes late. Addie and Aunt Jax were already seated outside.
I doubted we had too many good weather afternoons left before the fall chill chased people indoors. You had to enjoy the sun while it lasted, and I for one was grateful for the fresh air. Now all I needed was a mimosa and something fattening.
Addie immediately shoved back her chair and jumped up, squeezing me tight before I could take my seat. “I’m glad you came. I’m in serious need of a girls’ day.” “A boy or the job?” I asked knowingly, giving her mom a quick smile before lowering into my seat.
Addie sighed dramatically, “Both. I was sort of seeing this photographer, and well we sort of broke up, so I got dropped from a shoot I really wanted.” “And by sort of seeing and sort of broke up you mean . . .” She looked at her mom. “Close your ears for a minute, Mom.”