"My drunkard." I whispered slowly as I lost consciousness, The last thought that filled my mind was one of relief…Safe at last.

. MY DRUNKARD. MY SAVIOR.

TANNER

As with any other day, I’d headed to the nearest bar and ordered a drink. It was a familiar routine that I had grown accustomed to. I didn't care about the town I was in or where I was. I simply wanted to drink until I was tired and then sleep wherever I found a comfortable spot.

It was on one of these ...