Misha
"Don't you think that they were all too eager to help?" Deacon asks as he sips his coffee.
After the meeting, we decided to grab coffee. Deacon seems to be addicted to coffee. Anytime he has a non-alcoholic drink it's coffee.
"Hmm, I don't. Honestly, some of them had a look in their eyes that was familiar to me. I've seen it many times. It's the look of someone who is out for revenge. Even if the revenge is personal or for Jay like they say, it's a look I feel like I can trust. If only a little bit." I say to Deacon.
He just shrugs his shoulders. I guess he doesn't see it my way. Uh, my head. I feel hungover but I didn't even get drunk last night. I was sure with beer and having people in the house, I would be able to sleep but I couldn't. At this rate, I'll end up in the hospital too. Maybe I should go see Dr. Nelson as Parker suggested. I'll give him a call and see if he can see me today. I want to sleep.
