Disclaimer: See Chapter One
Leo
arrived at Margaret's house the next morning. He went up to the
door
and knocked. There was no answer so he pulled the extra key out
of
his pocket and walked in. "Margaret!" Leo walked
through the house
looking for her and he didn't find her. He did
find empty liquor and
wine bottles. 'Damn. I knew it.' He walked
into the kitchen and didn't
find her but he found more
bottles.
He went up stairs into the bedroom and found her
passed out on the bed.
He opened the blinds and woke her up. "Rise
and shine."
"Leo." Margaret was trying to get
her bearings. 'Where was she and why
was Leo in her
bedroom?'
"Margaret."
"I told you not to come."
"I came anyway. I'm glad I did." Leo pulled her up out of bed.
"I need sleep." Margaret protested, falling back onto the bed.
"No, you don't."
Leo said pulling her back up and pushed her into the
bathroom.
"What are you doing? She asked.
"Helping you. Take a shower then we'll talk."
"No."
"Margaret,
don't make me throw you in there you know I will. Don't think
I
won't."
Margaret gave in and threw Leo out of the
bathroom while she took a
shower. While he waited for her he made
a pot of black coffee and
called Abbey.
"Hello."
"Abbey, it's Leo. I need a favor."
--
"Leo."
Margaret called as she walked into the kitchen.
"Margaret, here drink this." He handed her a cup of black coffee.
"Do I get cream?"
"No, it's better if you drink it
black. Why didn't you tell me?" Leo
asked, cutting to the
chase.
"Tell you what?"
"That you have a drinking problem."
"I don't."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
"Enough! I
don't want to fight with you. I'm here and I want to help
you."
"I don't want your help! Go! I'll get myself to work."
"No,
I'm taking you to work. When we get there you're gonna start
packing
up your desk. You can have your job back when you get
some
help."
"Leo, No. That's no fair."
"Life
isn't fair, Margaret. You're not doing your job. I have no
choice.
When your ready you can come back. Now, let's go!"