Chapter 6

“I never want to drink again!” Patricia Golden groaned and held on to the wall as she stumbled forward.

Her short velvet robe and oversized bunny slippers were horrifying, but Ariella was grateful for them. Last time her mother had crashed her apartment, she had walked around the next day in the nude on account of losing her clothes somewhere between the bar and home.

Yikes.

She was still having nightmares. She shivered at the memory and watched her mother slink all the way to the coffeepot. It was her favorite appliance in the world. The stainless steel goddess inspired machine sat on the counter and filled the kitchen with the strong fragrance of freshly brewed, aromatic, revitalizing, lifesaving coffee.

“This is the nectar of the gods, baby girl!”

“Shhhh!”