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“The rest of the evening was a blessed blur. She spent it mostly in a chair alone, near the door, waiting, drinking the red wine and trying to forget the taste of the black mixed with whiskey coming back up. At home, she fell into bed and passed out immediately. She wakened with a headache, hours into the next day, angry with herself for her sullen behavior the night before. But her hand hadn’t noticed, and although their headaches were as bad as her they bore them cheerfully: the price, said Gata, of a good party. “Everything seems to have a price, thought Essa, and I seem to be broke all the time.” — Candas Jane Dorsey
The rest of the evening was a blessed blur. She spent it mostly in a chair alone, near the door, waiting, drinking the red wine and trying to forget the taste of the black mixed with whiskey coming back up. At home, she fell into bed and passed out immediately. She wakened with a headache, hours into the next day, angry with herself for her sullen behavior the night before. But her hand hadn’t noticed, and although their headaches were as bad as her they bore them cheerfully: the price, said Gata, of a good party.
“Everything seems to have a price, thought Essa, and I seem to be broke all the time.