Michael
Waking up on the couch, I found I couldn’t move my neck because of the way I slept! Perfect! My mouth felt like I had licked the carpet and it tasted worse! I remembered why I hated drinking so much and slowly got up when the headache hit me with full force. The sun was shining brightly through the windows, where I had forgotten to close the curtains.
“Good morning, sir, here is your coffee, your tablet with today’s newspaper and, well, some headache tablets and hangover mix.” Mrs. Smith raised a brow at me. What was she doing in my apartment so early in the morning? Mrs. Smith had been my nanny and later in life became my housekeeper when I couldn’t let her go. What if I did decide to have children, then I would need her. In the meantime, she looked after me.
“Thank you, and mo
