Saving Grace
“"Hey, Grace, come on, you have to get up and return to the land of the living," Lea's voice whispered. She pulled me forward, "Come on, Gray, I have a cup of mint tea for you here." My mattress spun under me. Sharp painful throbs pulsed in my temples and my stomach muscles convulsed. I forced my eyes to open, fully expecting to see my liver crying in agony on the pillow next to me. Nope, just Lea sitting next to me with a cup of something that smelled a hell of a lot stronger than mint tea.
I slowly pulled myself up and groaned.
"Grace, we need to talk. You can't keep this up," she said handing me the cup.
Carefully I took the cup from her, placed it to my lips, and sipped. Oh, holy horror, the woman spiked it with Jack Daniels! I cringed and swallowed. "Ugh, that's nasty." She smiled and offered me a water bottle. "They say you have to give yourself a little alcohol when you wake up with a hangover, it's supposed to make it better.
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