It's 3:15pm. Mom isn't home. Not answering her phone. You figure she's still out on the boat with her "friends" (read: drinking buddies)
It's 7pm... Still no answer. You call her best friend. No answer.
It's now 9pm... you hear someone attempting to unlock the front door and failing miserably.
Once it's finally unlocked... you hear someone bump into a few things coming down the hallway towards the living room/kitchen.
"I feel and split my head open. But i'm okay" Is the first thing that comes slurring out of her mouth.
Immediately I ask if she's seen a Dr or Paramedic... or even a lifeguard on the beach.
Her answer? "No, it was like 4 or 3 hours ago. I'm fine" (still slurring like no tomorrow)
So I make an attempt to check her head... She can't stay still long enough... but I find no blood or red marks.
I send her to bed when she's unable to unpack her cooler or beach bag.
Her eyes won't stay focused. She is swaying and slurring her words... and she can't answer any of my questions.
Fucking delicious taste... right?
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