It must’ve been 3 a.m. The phone rang startling her body to attention picking up the receiver. She collapsed and they both hit the floor. That was enough. She got to her feet and put the receiver to her ear,
“Baby, you ok?”
It was her friend’s husband.
“Baby, I got trouble. I need you to come pick me up.”
She was becoming more alert and knew for certain what she wasn’t going to do was get him.
“I got whiskey dick Baby. There’s someone at the bar and I don’t want to do something stupid.”
“Jeff the kids are asleep, did you try calling Dan?”
“He’s not answering.”
“Probably dead drunk himself. I’m calling Katie, that’s it. She has to come and get you.”
“No, she’ll be pissed.”
Jeff, she’s your wife. She’ll come and get you.”
He was in no condition to challenge her tone of voice.
“Ok Baby, call Katie.”
She hung up and pushed ‘Jeff & Katie’. It took only a couple rings.
“Kate it’s Terri”, she always used her real name with her friends, not what the boys called her. “Jeff called, he’s at a bar, says he’s got whiskey dick, doesn’t want to be stupid and needs to be picked up.” Kate started to rant about what her husband better not do but Terri cut her off. “Look, I don’t know any more I told him I’d call you.” Kate was agreeing she’d get him when Terri hung up. She had no patience at all with Kate complaining about her husband.
“Lived with him for eight years and married him anyway. Not like she didn’t know what she was getting herself into.”
She got cozy under the blankets and fell back to sleep.