Forgiven - part 1
Jula slumped on the bar staring at the endless rows of wines and spirits. Twelve empty bottles were stacked beside him, but he didn't feel drunk. "You've had enough Jula," the barman said. "I'll call you a cab." Jula waved him away and took another swig of his beer. "Jula – when did you last sleep?”... Sign in to see full entry.