Ready-Made Nightmare

Ready-Made Nightmare

by Bill Majeski
     
 

A man likes to have his accomplishments recognized. He likes to be acclaimed for his successes. So it was mighty frustrating to Tom Travis when he couldn't bring back a single scrap of evidence to prove his—Ready-Made Nightmare...


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A sharp headache and a fuzzy tongue. A dull buzzing in your ears and blurry vision. Flashing pain… See more details below

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A man likes to have his accomplishments recognized. He likes to be acclaimed for his successes. So it was mighty frustrating to Tom Travis when he couldn't bring back a single scrap of evidence to prove his—Ready-Made Nightmare...


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A sharp headache and a fuzzy tongue. A dull buzzing in your ears and blurry vision. Flashing pain when you open your eyes and the light from the window cuts you like a knife. You moan and duck back under the covers. A night of drinking does that to you. A night of good, solid drinking did that to Tom Travis too. It left him with the fierce thirst and the shaking hand and the empty, growling stomach. But it was old stuff to Tom. Hangovers had become a part of his existence, as much a part as drinking bourbon at Leo's until they sent him home.

You wake up with a feeling of insecurity, as if you've been cheated of something. Cheated of a few moments of your life when your senses leave and then come back and go away and then come back fully only after a sleep, a sound sleep induced by the alcohol.

But there was something else troubling Tom this morning. Something other than a hangover. He didn't know what it was, but when he first opened his eyes the uneasiness came over him. It was a heavy uncomfortable feeling.

He struggled to a sitting position and his feet searched until they found his slippers. He fumbled into his robe and got to his feet. The dizziness hit him and he sank back to the bed, holding his head. Then he shook it to clear it and tried again. He made it this time. Oh, that thirst. That aching thirst. He wanted to drink water from the cold tap until he couldn't hold any more. But that water would run right through you and make you feel weaker than ever. He edged his way slowly toward the refrigerator and cautiously reached in for the tomato juice. He put the container to his lips and drained it without taking it away. When it was empty he put it down and took a deep breath. There was no instant rejuvenation. There never is. If someone invented an instant rejuvenator he'd be a millionaire overnight. Hangovers take time. Tom Travis knew this better than most men and he didn't expect any miracles from the tomato juice. But at least it was a step in the right direction.

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
2940012679123
Publisher:
eStar Books LLC
Publication date:
04/12/2011
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
1 MB

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