Chapter 41 Funk (Two)

• “Good evening, Mr. Harris,” Margie replied after she got over her shock at having him speak to her, especially when he hadn’t been spoken to first.
• “Thanks … for everything.” He told her, and she nodded and smiled at him before curtseying and leaving.
• As usual, the food was very delicious, but he did not have an appetite, no matter how hard he tried to force himself to have one. In the end, he ended up taking a few spoons of it because he knew that it would please Margie. Once he had eaten all that he was able to stomach, he walked to the fridge in the corner of the study to get a drink. It was time to drown his sorrows and guilt for the night, the only way that seemed to work, even though he knew he was doing more harm than good.