She didn't let me finish as we were exchanging words. I wasn't done saying what needed to be said. The conversation concluded she left without saying another word. On the way back to her house it was raining and she was filled with emotions. She crashed her car into another car. She flew out of the windshield. Her seatbelt was not present at the time. I got the call and fell to the floor screaming in my empty apartment. I grabbed her favorite blanket and wiped my tears on it. Looking down, things were getting blurry. I reached over and sucked down a bottle of brown. I felt nothing. Enough to put a normal person on their ass. And I was just staring at the wall in...