ALMA

I wiped my face with my sleeves and tottered behind the doctor. It took everything in me not to run down the corridor and barge into the hospital room, but I knew that would only make things worse, especially for Rodney. He must be feeling like he'd hit rock bottom, especially because of Velma, and that meant I had to cut down my excesses and appear normal- or at least a slight semblance of it.

The door opened with ease, and the doctor walked through, and I stood by the doorframe, unable ...