It didn't matter if Sonya could rid herself of Kaplan by having sex with him just once or if it took fifty times. I was never going to be able to live...with her infidelity. I was sure that Sonya was never going to forgive me for treating her the way I did that night. I gulped the rest of my drink and poured another.When I opened that bottle of bourbon earlier in the day it was full, by ten o'clock that night it was almost empty. At 10:30 I dragged myself off to bed. I tried to go to sleep but. Then, they started running out of soul food. We humans began hiding, fighting back in some cases. And the demons got hungry. The ones that stayed alive preyed on each other. Most of 'em went feral, like horny rabid dogs. The few that stayed sane and healthy isolated themselves. I've even heard of one demon that uses humans like we used money, trading live human souls for loyalty and power. If that's not capitalism, I don't know what is.Which brings us to us. There're six of us, trying to stay. She felt like I had ran out on her, just the way you and your dad felt. It wasn’t until a year ago that Jill and I started talking, one thing lead to another, until one day we connected sexually again. It was wonderful to have my sister’s love again, and to make love to her again was the most healing thing we could have ever done.”A million thoughts were running through my head as I sat listening to mom. I thought of my dad, and how much I loved him, and how I loved being his lover. For the. They resumed hugging and talking, sipping their drinks. After a while, their cups were empty. Derby said, “Let's go back in and get another drink.” He stood up, and pulled Anna to her feet.“Oh, wow,” she said. “I think I'm starting to feel that punch.”“Don't worry, Anna, I took care of you before, didn't I? Just relax and enjoy yourself. I'll make sure you're OK,” Derby said, putting his arm around her as they walked.When he got to the bar, the bartender said, “Another draft, and another.