You Never Know
ONE Sunday afternoon after having been on the A.A. Program and sober for six months, I decided to make a call on an old drinking partner of mine.
When I arrived at our Sunday hideout, the sight that met my eyes was very familiar except that there was one person missing. That was me.
Two of the fellows were on the bed, another on the floor and a gal, fully clothed, was asleep in the bathtub. None of them knew that I was there.
One of them seemed to come to life, momentarily. I started to talk about A.A., thinking that I could plant a seed or two. I saw that he couldn't... Login to read more
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