09-Twelve Mile Limit

Cover 09-Twelve Mile Limit
Genres: Fiction
We were on the late November cusp of tourist season, so there were a lot of rental cars, metallic bubbles in crimson, bronze, white; a noticeable increase in the number of license plates from Ohio, Michigan, New York, Canada.
The first ten minutes or so, we talked about how crappy we felt, how shaky.
“I’m not going to drink any alcohol for a month,” she said. Her tone told me that she was angry at herself, disappointed, too, and communicated to me on a deeper level so that I could be certain it
... was uncharacteristic behavior.
In a similar tone, I said, “Couldn’t agree more. What an idiotic waste of time. It ruined my whole damn morning. I slept for a couple hours, woke up at seven, went straight to the lab, but didn’t get any work done at all.” Later, watching the sunset from the patio outside the Mucky Duck, me holding a draft beer, her with a glass of wine, we’d both laugh at our own weakness and hypocrisy. Now, though, we were determined to get ourselves clean again, to take control, and physical penance seemed like an appropriate start.
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