Wife No More — The Seven Year Whiskey

actually forget it it's your house do what you want the light in his eyes vanished he didn't say a word through dinner afterward he poured himself a full glass of whiskey i used to take it away tonight all i said was just don't overdo it it's hard on your stomach he stood there with the glass for a while then poured the whole thing down the sink

tastes awful i looked at the whiskey he'd been saving for seven years i didn't call him on it it started in insistence luca started acting strange he used to keep his phone on silent during meetings said processed surely family now he was texting me every two hours telling me where

interested i never replied did you see my text i did then why didn't you answer I thought you hated me checking up on you. Who said I hated it?

Luca, wouldn't this be easier for both of us? Being with me is that hard now? That's not what I meant. Then what did you mean?