Liquid Courage

My mouth was full of all the “I love you’s” I had caught in my throat that Fall, that now there was no stopping my tongue. Straddling him in the backseat of his car, I leaned closer to his ear and whispered in a vodka filled breath , “I love you”.

He doesn’t say anything so I say it again. “I love you”.

Silence.  Continue reading “Liquid Courage”