New Beginnings: Abel's Journey (Healing Hearts Book 2) by Nicky James

Author:Nicky James [James, Nicky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-14T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

It was just before ten when I crossed into Canada. Kieran lived about fifteen minutes from the border, but before heading in that direction, I stopped at a liquor store and grabbed the cheapest, biggest bottle of vodka I could afford.

Back at my truck, I dug an empty, half-liter water bottle out of the back seat and transferred what fit of the alcohol into it. Capping it, I hid the rest under some junk on the floor in the back. In my fractured mind, I assumed it best Kieran thought I was slogging down water and not vodka.

Once on the road, I headed to his house.

It was dark driving down the gravel back roads with no streetlights to illuminate the way. I ended up lost and took a wrong turn down a road I didn’t recognize. With my skin prickling and nerves jumping, I could barely focus. Driving aimlessly, lost on a dirt road somewhere in an unfamiliar country, I started in on my drink.

By the time I’d driven a few miles off course, I circled around. Much to my frustration, I ended up back in the city where I’d started. Once I managed to locate Kieran’s secluded country home in the middle of Timbuktu, the clock in the truck read eleven forty-seven.

At the end of the long driveway, I found a place to park and noticed Kieran’s car wasn’t there.

“Just my fucking luck.”

Dropping my head to the steering wheel, I contemplated my next step. What was I thinking making a three-hour drive without even checking if he was home or not? He was probably working nights. I wasn’t familiar enough with his schedule to know when he’d be done, but I wasn’t turning around and heading home now. Especially since it’d taken me nearly five goddamn hours to get there.

I cracked the water bottle full of vodka and took a few good swallows. It burned, but I welcomed it, knowing that soon that warmth would coat me and take away all the poison inside. If Kieran worked until dawn it would be a long night. Might as well enjoy it.

Sometime after five, I drank the last mouthful from the bottle, emptying it. A warm fuzziness surrounded me and cushioned my mind.

Feeling confined in my truck, I shouldered into the door and yanked on the handle, making it fly outward.

I fell.

Grasping for something to hold onto, I failed. My face hit the ground first when I tumbled out unexpectedly.

Wet earth broke my fall, and I laid a second in the muck, looking up at the naked branches of trees spinning above me, black against the night sky.

Fuck, I’m really drunk.

Rolling to my stomach, I braced an arm on the open door and pulled myself to stand on wobbly legs. It took three tries to work the lever and move the driver’s seat forward. When it finally gave way, the unexpected movement threatened to topple me again. Somewhere back there was the rest of the vodka.

Leaning heavy against the truck, I dug through the junk piled up in the foot-well until I found the bottle I’d discarded earlier.

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