WARNINGS: Language, alcohol abuse, and allusion to sexual abuse.
Rock 'n' Read
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“Stop that.”
“Right – sorry.”
“Why do you drink, Travis?”
His gray eyes glinted at her from inside the shadows of the car. The dim glow of the gas station made them the only part of his face with any light at all.
“It hurts less,” he answered at last, hiding the flask in the back seat instead of inside his jacket.
“Than what?”
“Everything else.”