"One more…" Anna announced, tilting her head back and downing the last of the drink before the glass even touched the table again.
The dull clink echoed louder than it should have.
Betty, sitting across from her, stared at the empty glass, then slowly lifted her gaze to Anna's face. Her brows knit together in worry. "Big Sis, why are you trying to get wasted all of a sudden?" she asked carefully. "You called me saying you wanted to meet. I didn't think this was… this."
Anna laughed under her breath, a hollow sound, and slid the glass toward the edge of the table. "Because thinking hurts less when everything's spinning."
Betty shifted in her seat, uncomfortable. She hadn't touched the drink in front of her. Shawn's warning echoed loudly in her head, and for once she was glad she had listened. "You don't even drink usually," she said softly. "And when you do, you never drink like this."
Anna waved her hand dismissively. "People change."
