So-Called Alice

Eventually, two, three, four, five nights later, the drugs would be cashed and the alcohol gone. Anyone still around would be passed out on the floor, bodies strewn at random, a frozen half-finished massive game of Twister.

One of his hand-roll cigarettes wedged in that odd way of his, deep between his middel finger and ring finger, Trent glanced at her with a hint of a smile as though he were looking at her for the very first time and he approved of what he saw.