I started with Thia. “Hello hon.” I spoke into the phone.“Daddy what the hell are you doing up there. Do you need me?” she demanded.“I’m f...ne, and no I don’t need any backup. The truth is Jon needs you more than me. This maybe the big leagues,” I said seriously.“Then you do need me,” she said. “If for no other reason than to stop the bleeding.”“Do you think I care if they bleed to death?” I asked. “As for the other, I don’t plan to be the one doing the bleeding.”“Nobody ever plans to be the. . But I can't guarantee I won't use this against you in the future," she said, fanning her face with the pages."Please, Leah. This so isn't a joke," I whined."Come and sit at the vanity. You have to make yourself up like a slut." With that she turned on her heel and exited the bathroom.I followed and found her lying on my bed on her side, propped up on an elbow. "Sit down and get sorted out, Shannon. You have fifteen minutes. Just lay it on thick. Use bright colours. I'm going to read this. It took a few moments to arrive and then I rode down to the lobby alone. I exited the elevator and turned left and walked to a set of stairs near the bar that entered the hotel. Stepping onto the street, the doorman asked me if I wanted a cab, and I smiled shaking my head as I began walking a short distance to the bar where I knew Missy was waiting for me. As I crossed the street a group of businessmen approached from the other direction. One smiled and said “Hello” to me and I just replied. There were no street lights ... not even sure there was a street. Then seemingly from nowhere there was a flickering light in a window that said "W l om!", which in my state was enough. My state? Can you spell inebriated? Well, that was not something I could even say in my present state - wasted was almost unmanageable!I asked for Ice Tea, he said six bucks, I pulled a wet wad of dollars from my money clip and took a drink - six bucks for iced tea? Well, six bucks is cheap for the Long Island.