Chapter Sixteen

And the hits just keep on coming.

Morgan slammed the door behind him as he returned to his apartment, barely two hours after he had left the very same place for work. His neighbours would most likely take offence with his actions but, for today, he couldn’t care less. He went straight to the fridge, grabbed two bottles of Ludweiser and found a comfortable spot on the couch.

Once again I’m alone with my demons. This will be a long couple of weeks.

His work was not only his passion but also a welcome distraction from the tumultuous events of his life. It was a problem that he had spent months running away from, hoping against hope that it would either vanish or sort itself out. He knew for a fact that there were better and more effective ways to deal with it, one of which was forced upon him today.