Ch 7 Verbal Vomit
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And it all came out. Words, words, words, I spewed them forth. Four months worth of words I could never have said to anyone I knew, I said to a total stranger. Words that would've made my grandmother roll over in her grave, I shouted, ranted, screamed. He sat next to me on the kitchen floor and let me yell, let me scream myself hoarse–I think I even hit him a time or two. I raved at God, at the makers of alcohol for feeding weak humans their wares, at people who didn't know their own limitations. I railed and carried on, curses and vile words foaming from my mouth as I let forth a torrent from my gullet. And finally I collapsed, exhausted, on the kitchen floor again.